Shadows, a presence of a void within Journey towards the edge of life Frigid, an iced-filled blood inside Keep me from the state of being alive Numbness, deleting passion in one strike Running, wandering through these empty roads Darkeded, to paint myself into black Kept me from the state of being alive Pushing these eyes to get the second sight What I feel is no pain What I sense is emptiness You got to fill me now You got to kill my flesh You got to mold my brain Restructuring my thoughts You got to burn my vein And boil my ice cold blood You got to set me free And break my chains away
