Beyond I lone, silhouette against the black
No quarter given, nothing gained
Disaster! I bleed, no one to hear me scream
Lies, all of it;
and I don't want it, don't need it
give me one reason to breathe
I would die, not give a damn
so much for the great and mighty plans
discarded, forgotten; i want of nothing,
I yell, blood curdling, last breath before the end
I know
people need to hear; I need to say
and know that what i give them is worth all this pain
Down to the bone, shattered
despised by all, they sense my power
and I am willing to fight
they're afraid, and knowing
cyanide effects the brain, kills soft
they're dieing, they need the keys
door's locked, looking but not finding
searching for a reason to give you
but i stopped caring, stopped fighting
and all this, this thing i call existence
not worth a dollar,
naked in the corner, I don't care
thats just it, isn't it...
nobody cares anymore
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