( BEFORE ) The throat constricts And heart relapse My fragile skeleton In sins collapse Trying to predict "What will happen next ?" "Till when it will last?" I 'll either end it by my self Or my mind will blast . . . (NOW) The throat constricts And Dry lips shake and stutter Trying to admit and utter All what I 've done And what was done to me Yet My lips transmit the pressure to my heart And it turns into tears washing my dark holes It flows again Blood in vessels not on skin In vessels no pain There is a normal human tissues within Tears are back Glorifying your majesty.... Without wishing if it can be blank Because the light you send Makes life bright ..... "