| Darkness, silence, it’s so sombre here
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| No matter where or who I am
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| Captived, condemned, to live in this shell
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| In my own personal hell
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| Retreated, occlusive, what has brought me there
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| And, damn, how can I return?
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| Anguish, confusedness, am I daft in the head?
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| Am I here or am I dead?
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| Am I dead?
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| Slightly it drives me insane, it makes me feeling so lame
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| Darkness, silence, creeping through my soul
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| Why am I like I am?
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| Captived and condemned to live in this place
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| Of blankness, hate and pungent ache
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| Forgotten, despised, shut out of this life
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| Wihtout a future anymore
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| Chaos, panic, the apathy inside
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| Has merged and grown to endless fear
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| I rot down in madness
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| No cure’s there to expect
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| No future to defeat
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| Without the past I can’t forget
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| It slowly drives me insane and every day it’s the same
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| It strangles all my feelings
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| Of pleasure, teariness and shame
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| And I hold you to me tight
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| Turn your days into night
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| There is no place you can hide
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| Already lost is this fight
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| I lacerate your mind
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| Paint your world black and white
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| One day I’ll blow off your light
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| I’m your chaos inside
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| I rot down in madness
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| No cure’s there to expect
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| No future to defeat
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| Without the past I can’t forget
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| It slowly drives me insane and every day it’s the same
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| It strangles all my feelings
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| Of pleasure, teariness and shame |