March Songtext
State of mind, places as such are so sincere
Yet all so powerfully deceiving, forever changing
Controversial morals, built upon a palace of marble

Tear these pages from their seams
For this is clearly the end

The steadiest flow of water may even cause
The destruction of stone, breaking down
What perhaps could have taken an eternity to build

Tear these pages from their seams
For this is clearly the end

The comfort of flight is not an option
There's no turning back, trapped with no escape
In an abyss ruled between regret and remorse

As these pages slowly unfold, a realization forms
The end is simple a new beginning

Tear these pages from their seams
For this is clearly the end
A new beginning