Day-X-Relic - Diary of Dreams

Sacred therapy

Secrecy on hand

Divine Luxury

A liberty demand

A means to an end

You do not understand

Does it matter much?

A hand for a hand

Sick of you

Sick of thee

No excuses left for me

Step forward my friend

My enemy

Was really all this for nothing?

I can still feel her shine

Depending on others

We choose who you are

5 faces for one

Who have I become?

Traitors.

Liars.

Thieves