I stand between the fire and the twilight,
walking on the thin red line of my own sanity.
On the other end of the vicious rat's maze
I can see the precious chalice of humanity.

Where the flames strike, my skin cries in pain,
where the cold touches me I've got frostbite.
But if I weather this race and maintain this face,
I'll be forever preserved in the sunlight.



I'm walking between the fire and the twilight
but my goal now seems within my reach
the burns shall heal, the cold spots will warm
and I've learned the lessons all these horrors teach




I'm living on the outside,
Waiting for salvation.
Life hit me on the blindside
Through fear and hesitation.

Too many broken dreams,
Now I fear aspiration.
The current of the stream
Has grown too strong for navigation.




I've trekked between the fire and the twilight 
On the ever-thinning wire of my sanity. 
I strove for my life, for this treasure I sought, 
But how precious is the chalice of humanity? 

With all my strength, whilst left alone, 
I've fought the endless pains and fears. 
And still I fight, with all I've got left, 
Wading in the pool of my own tears. 

I only have so much left to lose 
Before I've lost it all. 
I cling to what I have, 
and that is the way I always fall. 

I can't cry out, or I am no man. 
But if you won't help, leave it be. 
I beseech you all, I beseech you all! 
Don't make my battle worse for me. 



The darkness and fog envelop me,
Yet despite horrid odds, I persist.
'Tis better to fall valiantly fighting,
than to never have tried to resist.


Am I strong enough now?
How can I see?
What's my future?  Tell me how
Can I know who I will be?

What's the use of all the fighting?
Was it ever worth is all?
I strove with every ounce of strength
But still I seem to fall.