Torn To The Core
An Unwanted Corpse
Frozen Inside, Without No Name.
How Can You Expect Me To Smile
When My Soul Has Become Comftably Numb
I Don't Feel Loved. No Were Near Alive.
Reach Down Make My Blood Rise
Save Me From The Darkness.
Give Me Some Of Your Air. So I Can Open My Eyes.
My Soul Will Rest In Some Cold Forgotten Place.
So Lend Me A Piece Of Your Heart, So I Can See Your Smiling Face.