denial of something you are the only statue left
let the games begin...
cold and solid your stone is almost stronger than
let the games begin...
I am the child of your emptiness,
pieces stitched together with your bitterness.
you`re standing by yourself
you don`t understand the mystery
let the games begin...
I cannot feel, you never taught me that.
kill me and hold me and break me from falling.
I`m feeling colder than kill me and hold me and break me from falling.
I`m turning colder than - tearing away to reveal nothing inside to fill the need -
it`s all now... breaking away from your stone
