Birth, awakening
A life spent suffering
Silence is deafening
The truth is killing me
Your name I'm calling
I must be dreaming
The sky is falling
Hope is dwindling
Will we ever find peace?
Don’t drag me along anymore
The road is narrow
This-bliss-Sun-sick-said mourning
The moment while counting the dead
I'm sick, sick, sick of it
We fell off the ledge
Heads blown apart, dropped like lead