I used to believe I could change,
Rise higher than the heart can see,
I used fear to increase my range,
I used to believe, that was me.
Another door opens, full of empty space
Just another day, to discard your face
I watch you from afar, yet you are still near
Forever cursed by the layers of my dear.
The layers of fear.
No more words have I for the world of love,
But the heart to make my own,
No more hopes in me but a silver dove,
And a happy date still unknown.
How would this evil speak if it had a tongue?
Would it take thy form, and cherish thy breath?
If such a vision was to stay unsung,
I should wish nothing more, than to kiss it to death.
And so fate has made ill forsaken lovers, 
United with others in their youthful cry,
I live for her smile even when she suffers, 
Even when the horror moves from eye to eye.
The truth is that nothing can appease her mind,
It is loved by the moon, as the body by the sun
Search for her pleasures, there’s nothing to find
The night gives her comfort, when the day is gone.
The thought of it all, makes my soul turn pale
It’s the running water that never grows stale,
One should not love but for love’s sake,
Only then do rivers rumble, and the stars ache.
The care you give, will be held in a glance 
Like you are in each other’s hands, 
And all who approach, will witness the haze 
That two joined halves create in their maze,
Until you see that it is clear,
They are joined by the eyes, and a single tear
Their layers of cheer.
Happiness has quickly closed its doors,
As the future does to the past,
And so I will put my faith in yours,
And hope this one will last.
And that makes the path, a religion without prayer
Lost to the rescue that will free none
It is time to build another layer,
And let it run..