Looking at the immensity
Under the emptiness of my world
When i feel nothing
Nothing more than
What i used to
And never give me a chance
To tell you about what your eyes will see
I feel strange
Something's going to change
When i will stay so out of you
When i will stay out of you
I feel strange
Something's going to change
When i feel astray
So out of you.
Lead in my decomposition
I will send you a postcard from hell
Rememberin you weren't often so good
As you tried to make me.
Show me myonlytomb-stone
I will send u a postacrd from hell from down
Remembering you were not so good and
You tried to make me so.