Hope unknown, sometimes just waking is surreal.

I walk 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 calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls.



I hear them calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls.



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.

This rage I can not let go.



I hear them calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls.



I hear them calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls



Now every face, it looks familiar...

Then every face would melt away until...

Now everyone, do you know, I know your deception?



I hear them calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls



I hear them calling.

I feel them gnawing out holes 

all through out our flawless souls