Nine hundred days of constant pain Reoccuring nightmares without a break All these things I've left to recollect Found them broken longing for my past Agonizing seclusion Crippling my senses with distress Burn this remembrance I've burned these bridges (without regret) Waiting, calling, praying, craving One more day, one more night One more year and it will be gone Tension will drag you down Crawling like a snake under your skin Let the worms slither in your eyes There is nothing left to see One year from now on I'll start to see again All these mistakes I've made They won't chase me for another day