This time, I’ll separate what’s real,
This time, I’ll waken from my dream,
This Time, what tastes so bitter sweet,
This time, I will rise
You cannot know, what waits for you on this side,
Regret and desolation walk by your side
Stand up and take a bow, let them see you smiling,
Within you wear a shroud, yet reveal nothing.
Bitterness holds your hand. Bitterness guides you down that path.
For there is one that will always be here, never let me fall,
For there is one that will always be here, never let me down.
Take it from me, the dawn of realization,
Step back and you will see – that you are free.