One Last Move

Friday night mood for a digger who's trapped
An unforeseen storm made the structures fall down
The citrine stone had heated up in this mine
It's just a grieving guy walking with his bottle of wine

Friends are there but he wouldn't bother
Thinking he's a slave but also the owner
Drinking his deceithful consolation
He's dancing with the devil, sayin' "it's the only solution"
He ran away! He ran away!
But no matter how far he goes, you know
The gards always end up catching the exulting prisoner

Now, don't try to hide
Don't try to escape
From your past
She'll still drag you down
In the depths of your mind
Until you find a way not to drown

Nosing 'round through the memories
From the place it ends to where it begins
The infection spreads and he accepts it
And the bottle of wine was used as a bridge. That's it
He found a way! He found a way!
Ridiculously misbehaving oh
He wants to explode. He has to do it

Now, what will he try?
Will it be right?
What will he find?
She was everything
Playing her game
You don't understand how it ended

(I) chose what was
Safer. But the danger's around
How much did I truly lose?
Drunk Sun, from
Some random bridge
Starts his letter "Dear moon
I'm so sorry for this...

Why would you leave it?
Did you forget the things we did?
Now here's how it goes: I sit, you dance
Still wondering how I kneel in hell
I Guess that
I'm the one who leaves
I won't forget the things you did
I don't mean to hurt, You took your way
Today that's too much, I'll do the same
You know"

No receiver, no receiver
The ashes scatter in the wind
No receiver...