There once was a time in my life    When I felt some ecstasy    Now I feel a vast dark coldness    Is there something wrong with me?    I am numb to all of my feelings    Filled with anger and contempt    Alienated from this world    It is mankind I resent       The death of my passion   The death of my passion   The death of my passion   Passion, passion, passion...      All that is beautiful is obscene    I feel my candle has burned out    I feel no will to live on    All certainty turns to doubt    My guitar it will not play for me    A cold shoulder to my muse    Drifting onward in an abyss    Faced with a choice I don’t want to choose       The death of my passion   The death of my passion   The death of my passion   Passion, passion, passion...       The candle’s burning out    I’m eaten inside out    My passion fades from me    The pain won’t leave me be    My motivation dies    My soul it moans and cries    This world is killing me    Passive misanthropy