I'm wasting away, walking a path with no ground
Tired of life always taking me, taking me down
The street of darkness against a light of hope
Bleeds at reason, frequently watching lost soul treason
I don't fear the end of my life
I just fear the end of the night
When reality shines on a saddened day
There's not a lot of things you can do
When sorrow walks with you
There's not much to say
Sorrow x4
Knocking down doors of a room filled with deadly pain
Composed of dead end contribution and a desperate claim
I've got no time for playing dead
There's plenty of time to die for real
And I don't pretend to understand that I know a fucking thing about life
But I feel the sympathy of death's guiding light