All that I can see is cold darkness ahead
As though it is like I am dead
My cries, I can hear them echo down the hall
Only to return my horrifying call
No one cares, no one at all
No one misses who I was or who I am now
Is it true that they don't wonder how?
Why don't they wonder where I went?
Don't they seek to know why my life is spent?
I suppose they will never know
Why my eyes will never again glow
So here I lie in my new home of silence
Wondering how it all seems to make sense
I only wanted to feel that I had purpose
But it's too late for now I am no more than an echo
__________________ ♪My inner demon it is screaming at me "Take him now! Don't miss this moment's chance. Won't get another, don't let me down. Don't fucking whine! Deep inside you'll be just fine."♪