It seems so peculiar, so strange,
So emty...
The things I did, with no meaning,
I can see that now,
Now I'm closer,
Closer to the abyss,
To the change of things I knew,
To the end of it all.
It means nothing to me.
Let the rain poor,
Till it all stops,
The hope,
The lives,
The prison, that the world really is.
Let the thunder burst, into the fields,
Till it all fades,
The coulors,
The feelings,
The horror we all feel.
Let the darkness come,
Till it all changes,
The way I loved,
The things I did,
The person I really am.
Let me be the one they fear,
Till they see what they have become,
Till their hearts burn, like my h
It seems so peculiar, so strange,
So emty...
The things I did, with no meaning,
I can see that now,
Now I'm closer,
Closer to the abyss,
To the change of things I knew,
To the end of it all.
It means nothing to me.
Let the rain poor,
Till it all stops,
The hope,
The lives,
The prison, that the world really is.
Let the thunder burst, into the fields,
Till it all fades,
The coulors,
The feelings,
The horror we all feel.
Let the darkness come,
Till it all changes,
The way I loved,
The things I did,
The person I really am.
Let me be the one they fear,
Till they see what they have become,
Till their hearts burn, like my h