Shadows, a presence of a void within.    Journey towards the edge of life.   Frigid, an ice-filled blood inside.   Keep me from the state of being alive.      Numbness, deleting passion in one strike    Running, wandering through these empty roads.   Darkened, to paint myself into black    Kept me from the state of being alive.      Pushing these eyes to get the second sight.   What I feel is no pain.    What I sense is emptiness.       You got to fill me now   You got to kill my flesh    You got to mold my brain    Restructuring my thoughts.      You got to burn my vein    And boil my ice cold blood    You got to set me free    and break my chains away.