歌词：Trail Of Tears. The Closing Walls.

Heading out in cold frustrations
On yet another route
To chase your destination
Always ready to persue
Forced into the corner
You spill your fluids to the floor
As another filthy needle
Has pierced through once more

It hurt me hard
And I fell low
It hurt me hard
Pulled me below

Save me the last drop on the scale
It is my time to sentence
To judge the guilty the ones that failed

It hurt me hard
And I fell low
It hurt me hard
Pulled me below
But they were many to pull
Until my lungs were full

Heading out in cold frustrations
On yet another route
To chase your destination
Always ready to persue
In tears you spray the closing walls
With wrists open wide
In contrary to what you think
You cannot ever hide

Tears fall as you spray the walls

The walls are closing further in on me
Why can't these demons let me be
I feel so cold
I feel so sick