my room is like a Secluded Prison, this is how I'm Used ta Living
I have made Two Incisions on optical nerves to Remove my Vision
so I can be blind to the hell that were About ta See in Reality
space is where I can be Out of Reach with the heavens Surrounding Me
looking down on a vast lake of fire, seeing the whole World in Flames
as familiar faces Hurt and Pain, I wish that I could Hurl this Rain
and Destroy the Void that lies Between Us with one Clean Cut
all I remember is emptiness, so why do they say that I've Seen Love
the Things I Say are too personal for another to try and Imitate
I will Assimilate with all that Brings me Hate and somehow Integrate
the hands on the clock move slowly as the passing Minutes Race
soon my flesh will materialize and I will start to Disintegrate
my souls as cold as ninenty nine Below on a Winter Day
some say that I let Go and I have so I can Begin ta Fade
my body will be a hollow shell with no vital Sign Response
it wasn't hard to Find me Huh? am I lost becuz my Mind is Gone