Do you feel anything at all?

Do you hear steps at the door?

Do you reckon the smell of....?

It's life-the the dark that binds you



Frigthened by your own smell

Bitternes will run you through



Silent screaming

Turning, twisting the alphabet

Frantic eyes

Awaiting the answer

Splinters of a poem

Fragments of what you used to be

Habitual and gullible

Run-down memoirs is all that's left



Do you wish to sleep?

Do you aim for the shadow?

Do you feel infected?

It's life-the the dark that binds you



It's the cowardice that puls you under

And takes you to the end, where it begins

Release, the world is waiting on your arrival

Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride



Do you know about atrocity?

Do you that everbody's gone?

Do you know that you're on your own?

It's life-the the dark that binds you