Now that we've reached the end And I’m the only one surviving. I’m just waiting for the morning light To touch my skin, warm my heart But I see a dead world at sunrise And nothing can reverse the state. Who now will pray and save my soul When hell ascends and calls my name? I'm alone, so forth and so on. Their faces left I'm longing for death I’m in torture. Torture. It’s all that’s left of my memories. The cold hard truth, bitter and sweet Though I can’t touch them See them, they are there, silent. They listen, silent though they listen. We are still one And I’m left missing pieces of myself.