Midnight past, and still disturbed Cold setemper isn't the same So many rocks on my feet Looks like they're burning, it's hurting so bad But no one hear me cry And i can't go far, only in my mind
In my mind, the dreams are real In my mind, the mid is to be written In my mind, the past doesn't exist In my mind, i am God.
It's through the life time we know How do this can come and go But i can nulify the illness With a touch, draining the sick action So let me put in a song, what i've been living Cause i been living in a death path Cause i been living like a nightmare Cause it's just like a dream
My mind has an emptyness, and nothing can fill it This mind has become so helpless, untouchable, so cold... This mind has no interest on living, just need a reason to die But no more, cigarretes are all on the floor, but that's good It minimizes the pain i feel, the pain of no life, but its looks like... I lost the wish to live, since the day of this cold setember.
Because i am touchless, speachless, i've got no reaction My blood has become frozen, nothing at all, i do feel And no other feeling is worse than this The hands shiver, my mind isolates the world from myself And i can't see no light in this path