They gather in a circle
A line of black and white...

The companion of the dead
Survived in a world of red...

You seethe of closed up anger
Spend nights in prison's jail...

A hollow dream of emptiness
I can observe a mother's cry...

Loneliness is a harsh word to bear
A laugh makes more skin crawl...

I breathe in life
Shallow gaps of you...

Plastered to white walls
Silver linen dreads of life...

I woke up and cried
For the world has died...

I watched them drown
On the horizon...

Do you feel alone in here?
The jet-black night screens fill...

I've been through it all
And all over again...