Lowest Point // Conclusion Video (MV)

My mind is my prison
Built on a foundation of pain
Inflictions by such foreign hands
Scars left to remain
Lay me to rest
On this bed of nails
Lose your faith in me
As so many have before you
Could you not see the damage you've done
With nothing more to gain (you turned away)
Casting aside those you break down
Only an imprint of apathy remained
Your means to an end
Past the point of no return
In this moment (I discovered)
What a cold place (a lowest point can be)
And I reached up for your hand only to find myself alone