King Of Yesterday, Slave Of Today

Distorted colors in a painfull light
Etched to my vision as a spear through my eyes
I have no memory of what I have done
This was the last time, this was the final one!

Running dry, feeling low
Burning headache, twisting knives in my eyes
I can't believe that I will do it again
The king of yesterday becomes the slave of today

The walls are leaning over me
Moving closer, ready to fall
Every noise is like hitting the anvil
This was the last time, this was the final one

No, never again! Stop the chaos and I'll surrender!
No, never again! Maybe tomorrow all is forgotten