Текст: Hard Stance. Face Reality. Enemies.

I don't need enemies
to attack me like a disease.
destroying the ground
where i stand.
never lending me
a helping hand to hold.

destroying my life from the inside.
making me wish as though i died.
never off my mind, always on the line.
all i can do is hope in time.
everything lifts from the past.
then i'll start over and hope it lasts.
finally you forgive and i start to live.
WITHOUT ENEMIES!

can't . live . must . forgive!