Retrospection - Noumena

On threshold of madness in self denial state

Within a holocaust, with unlimited rage

A major plan about everything as one

A sad amendment for something long gone

On throne of sickness in self deluded state

The walls are built for the one wasted away

A major need to apply another sore

A cruel fortune, an explanation to adore

Oh, euphoria

How I crave for you

How I long for you

Tainted, all the moments are wasted

Just to really be certain

To re-arrange everything

Just to be real

I’ll gather tonight my thoughts upon another sore

Sometimes it hurts so real it’s unreal

Hey, I’ll gather my thoughts upon another sore

Hey, a recreation to another level of man

Hey

I’ll gather tonight my thoughts upon another sore

Sometimes it hurts so real it’s unreal

Hey, I’ll gather my thoughts upon another sore

Hey, a recreation to another level of man

Hey, a recreated man

Hey, a recreated man