No trace of life in this awful place I walk with nothing, not a single trace A shell of the man I used be No clouds to shade the sun of suffering I walk with nothing, not a trace of light These forgotten times, I wait in pain for the night Losing grip, losing time Force fed suffering, poison mind Breathing air infected with a curse Is this hell we live or is it something worse No sign of life in this weakened state I walk with nothing except this bitter hate A shell of the man I used to be No cloud to shade this sun of tragedy I walk with nothing, not a trace of light These forgotten times, I wait in pain And every hope that we knew has withered and curled I walk with nothing left in this weakened worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
