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.