Beginning of the end

You can see the dark side of me
You can see the dark side of me
The only one that can be glowing in the dark
While I struggle my way out this industrial park
And I can’t breathe in and I can’t breathe out
I am asthmatic at times but my hearts been wheezing for

I can’t see my lonely life

Beginning of the end it’s always going round
And round and round and round and round
Like a cycle in a never ending story towards reality and glory
Power and abusive solutions only to end up with deadly conclusions
Never owning up to our constant behaviour
Even for the sake of faking our only saviour