Midnight past, and still disturbed
Cold setemper isn't the same
So many rocks on my feet
Looks like they're burning, it's hurting so bad
But no one hear me cry
And i can't go far, only in my mind

In my mind, the dreams are real
In my mind, the mid is to be written
In my mind, the past doesn't exist
In my mind, i am God.

It's through the life time we know
How do this can come and go
But i can nulify the illness
With a touch, draining the sick action
So let me put in a song, what i've been living
Cause i been living in a death path
Cause i been living like a nightmare
Cause it's just like a dream

My mind has an emptyness, and nothing can fill it
This mind has become so helpless, untouchable, so cold...
This mind has no interest on living, just need a reason to die
But no more, cigarretes are all on the floor, but that's good
It minimizes the pain i feel, the pain of no life, but its looks like...
I lost the wish to live, since the day of this cold setember.

Because i am touchless, speachless, i've got no reaction
My blood has become frozen, nothing at all, i do feel
And no other feeling is worse than this
The hands shiver, my mind isolates the world from myself
And i can't see no light in this path