Don't ask me why I have become this, this heartless man!?
For I have died a thousands times,
Cried tears that would fill the Nile
And embraced the pain inside like a charm of the darkness,
This life has seen me toll in the sorrows beneath my eternal...
soiled through the smog and forsaken by the sun's warmth
My cause has seen better days,
My heart has been filled with better emotions,
My smile now stretches with the hurt of pretence.

I've lived a million times
Through died in each day I have lived,
What's in a heart when it's pulse is faint without cause to be?
When the dark embrace grips it's bitter claws on you, you'll understand
Why each day is a laborious struggle.
The indignity, the defeat, the culmination of this spoil is overwhelming.