Mistaking

This day I have found myself again in you and I felt cold
Through sober soil I've been digging 'till I felt hate
Inside there is some ore, you know it got worthless
Try to keep the light on and don't fade into blackness
Stumbling I went down the stairs to my room of fate
where there is stony grey I will grow old

Comming through it, hear me calling to another subject
Selfpreservation damned me to it going deeper into black
Borders of accumulation I've crossed long way back
Disrupting in one single flash into another object

This day I have found myself again in you and I felt dead
Through cold grey I've been walking 'till I felt lost
Somewhere there is some ore, you know it got worthless
Try to keep upon my feet and don't wander of in nothingness
Stumbling I went down into my prison it cost me dearly
where there is stony grey my soul I shed

Comming through it, hear me calling to another subject
Selfpreservation damned me to it going deeper into black
Borders of accumulation I've crossed long way back
Disrupting in one single flash into another object

Time is now and this day is gone by the toll of the knell
My room it got crumpled under the heavy load of your spell
Pieces are falling back in time all my hate I can't decline
Through my face they are going taking with them what I lost
No place left for me to suffer, into emptiness I got tossed

Here by me the fear is growing while the bridge is breaking
No way there, no stairs are showing the way to my waking
Disintegrating my own thoughts, my mind is breaking
Nothing here, no notions are going the way to my mistaking