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I mistook her for an angelBefore she dug her claws into the deepest confinesOf the abyss of this, my experienceQuietly regarded as someone else's tragedyKnown only as a whisper in tiny circlesOf what once were fears now displayed as articles of scarsContent to play the role of mother she remainedReflected in the love or, rather, hate that grew to consume meNow I ask with time that passedWhat reason have you chosen me to feedAnd so kindly bleed upon the pages of this, my convictionHow did I end up amongst the ashes of what otherwise remainsA testimony of the evil we release in the conflict of hopesBetrayal, I delve into the richness of remorseAnd bask in the illumination of a memory, fadedFor we have outgrown ourselves one too many timesTo remain intactAnd this lesson leads itself to further its causeLeaving me undone, regretful, and aloneOpen to the key ingredients of mass consumptionI insert the knife into the four corners of this decisionDissecting all these layers of regretI find myself left wonderingSearching for some excuse to exit this incarcerationLead me to my demiseAllow these wounds to swallow me wholeSongtexteBut left with my plate to pilferShe chose instead to starveSparing me the peace that I might otherwise have reachedWere it not for these memories that bind meAnd confine me from words as yet unspokenDeliver me the gift existing to defy the only side of ???That ever graced the side of her tender tongueAs if passing on the pure would rectify her inner greedI seek shelter in the crowded spaces of intentions to reviveThis child is aliveAs I fall to depths unknownRehearsing all of what I should have said and doneBut didn'tAnd now I fallRepentant Aus Songtexte Mania