אוקיי, אז כתבתי טקסט שמאזכר 24 להקות במספר, ומעניין אותי לשמוע מה דעתכם

All this time, I was rising in vain, like a blinded memory.


If I were you, I'd first check what they've been going through. Because unlike your art,
I have a glass heart. A breakable one.

So until I wake, let me bleed in my lake, caused by your deed.
'Cause these were my darkest days

With that all said and done, just let me move my glue, from ashes to new, with my eyes wide open for you.
If not - bring me the horizon to get my eyes in.
And if you wanna see me fail again, well guess what - I prevail!
I'm done being the motionless in white.
I'll drag me out of this hellish era if needed.

And now that I know it all
To the grave! With your mistakes.
Above snakes goes your fake wave...and now, I succeed.
By will alone - without your weed or a throne.
You will be dead by april while I'm on my own.
And I'll bury tomorrow, thousand below your sorrow.

Finally, now I have a new message for you:
I'm falling in reverse without you, so go and let yourself be torn from oblivion, alongside your bad omens.

And now, from fall to spring, this will be the story of the year

Oh, and don't forget, my dear enemy: while you're sleeping along with the caskets, I'm sleeping with sirens...