Look at me, deep into weathered eyesnthat have seen too much of the worldnand far too many failings in myselfnLook at me, deep into bones of glassnShards of mirrors reflecting all the dark events of my lifenIf something doesn't kill us, it just might make us stronger,nbut I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longern nLook inside, deep in the heartnof one who is close to losing faith,nbut praying that his faith will see him throughnLook inside, deep in a mindnreviewing unanswerable questions about what lies aheadnIf something doesn't kill us, it just might make us stronger,nbut I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longern nAm I falling away from what really matters,nand teetering on the brink of disaster?nAt a moment in time and we turn the other waynA different path would lead us to another faten(x3)