Melodic intro, then breaking into a hardcore tune
this is about feeling dead to the world and unworthy
dead poet is bored
the dust we breathe is thickening
everything in life is sickening me
they all simply try to narrate my intentions
giving answers to 'X' and 'Y'
i hear your voice and i hear you calling
i know you too well, you are death
and you are lost inside of me, eternally
yet, you still try to find a way out
its just so cold, inside and about
from the top of your lungs you shout
and all we ever do is doubt
my DNA, my curse
your lovely hands, my hearse
so cold
inside