As I walk the streets
I feel no pain, there is no love or hate, can't see no certain state
I'm in. And a fog has laid itself on my heart like this misty morning as this cloudy day begins.
Still I wonder should
I be afraid about what's happening and how long has it been -don't know.
Why did come this shadow in my head like
I have lost my soul, like
I'm alive but dead.
As I walk the streets
I feel no fear, although
I notice that there is no feeling anymore.
And I try to send my mind back to the times when
I was able to live something to the core.
Dark, dark as the grave, my heart is dead,
I'm just a slave to what they've said. (this decay)
Still I'm alive but
I feel dead.
Dark, dark as the grave, my heart is dead,
I'm just a slave to when you call, (my disease)
Still I'm alive but
I must be dead.
Alive but dead can't fill my head
Darkness, there's darkness everywhere.
You gotta help me out of here,
I don't want to stay alive without the capability to feel!