s. the curtain falls on a past i lost. turning yesterday into dust. now i pay for Where i didn't fall. in unreal ephemeral. the shattered bottle set free. the howling of my identity in silence Grow the weakness. (chorus; live in a time where the wind doesn't blow anymore. to fill up our sail from a Ship with no rudder. shattered glass, shattered glass. of my soul in distress. through a whole imagined Society. and some friend serve me. only to bruise my destiny. now i pay because now i am strong. those Beggar who are wrong. my future been the one we put inside. i live so many years alone to keep myself hide From a death who was draw. that was so well initiated. live in a time...