Hope unkown. 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
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 through flawless souls.

So alone. Sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that I alone fear those ceased to feel they´re alone inside of this place.
I am the misplaced.
This day never seems
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end
This rage I can not let go.

Now everything, looks familiar...
then every face would melt away until..
now everyone, do you know, I know your deception.