Hope Unknown. Sometimes just waking is surreal.
I pass right through the nameless ones.
I know that, hope's unknown.
Sometimes the water feels so real.
As I walk through it fills my lungs, my God, I'm drowning.
This day never seems to end.
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end.
This rage, I can not let go.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my flawless souls.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my flawless soul.
So alone,
sometimes I swear that I can hear, the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that, I alone
fear those who finally ceased to feel, that they're alone inside this place.
I am the misplaced.
This day never seems to end.
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end.
The rage, I can not let go.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my the flawless soul.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my the flawless soul.
Now every face looks familiar,
found every face would melt away until,
now.
Everyone, do you know?
I know your deception.
Now every face looks familiar,
found every face would melt away until,
now.
Everyone, do you know?
(We know)
I know your deception.
I hear them... call.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my flawless soul.
I hear them call my name,
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my flawless soul.