(I tried to take a different approach on this one. It's definately not my best work, but let me know if something could be done better. I wanted to make it a little more raw and sketchy to display the limbo of emotion occuring.)

I’ve given up conscience
I’ve given up strength
No more will the words keep hurting and aching

You took my eyes from the stars
You took my mind from its state
Just to pass into the burning flames, yeah

I really wish I didn’t feel this way
But it is a lonely life as a saint

A choking hope just doesn’t feel so great
How can I hold onto my life that way

I’ve given up dreaming
I’ve given into you
A drone just like all the other wasted victims

You took the love from my heart
You took the light from my eyes
A new shallow existence created

I really wish I didn’t feel this way
But it is a lonely life as a saint

A choking hope just doesn’t feel so great
How can I hold onto my life that way, yeah

So tonight I’ll shed my skin
Break my wings
And begin to dream
What is left of dreams

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