For a long time, I could feel nothing But as for sight, supernaturals coming (?) I can not feel anything, dream as a whisper I cannot remember (Never anything!)
Sing (Sing!) to me (Scream!) the song of wretched lives.
I was told this would be easy (That's why [?]) I'm still, I'm breathing, I'm bleeding The walking dead, a haunting reminder What I've become, what I'm still fighting (?)
I'll never hear, I'll never see I'll never scream, I'll never be I'll always be nothing (Nothing!)
Sing (Sing!) to me (Scream!) the song of wretched lives
I'll never hear, I'll never see I'll never scream, I'll never be
I'll never hear, I'll never see I'll never scream, I'll never be I'll always be nothing (Nothing!)
Sing (Sing!) to me (Scream!) the song of wretched lives
Until the walk of death (Walk with me!) Into the fields, into the fields of grace, I lay More from The Stairwell Effect