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
 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