So if this is like you said Then I have nothing left No reason to stay at this rotten place Of which I once hoped That it can be refined No regeneration, just the illusion Of beauty found in dying flowers They brought me false hope They left me cold Scrambled thoughts occur In my head Caused by the unclear distances Lead me away from this place I called home There's no reason for me to stay here anymore Guide me to unknown lands so I can Try to unravel the threads Unravel the threads