Nikto has always guessed that some people are just born with tragedy in their blood, and he was destined to be one of those people. It's just basic chemistry, or maybe all these open wounds are how the light gets into you- and Nikto is just starting to realize,

That no one's gonna come and rescue him, he's been drowning in his sleep- the scars he carries have gotten too deep, and no amount of love could set him free. The fight's inside of his shattered heart and his broken mind, he'll take himself to hell and back just to stay alive another night, and tonight his mind was at war yet again.