Sometimes I can't feel you.
All I can feel is the wounds on your body.
Sometimes I can't see you,
In my head all I can see is darkness, going on and on forever.
Sometimes I can't hear you.
The only thing I can hear is the screams of those lost.
Sometimes I can't taste you.
The only thing I can taste is the blood of those hurt.
If you we're gone I would be lost in the dark, with nothing to hold on to.
