Living shell

my life is like a shell
a root in this living hell
so much that i regreat
so many places where i can´t get

so many things that i can´t see
just feel that all this... to much to me
taking back words...
newer works

so now this must come to an end
now im finnish with pretent...
so much grief
draining my lust like leaves

oh so much pain
wish i had bin slain
to newer again
see the rain

the drops on the floor
the light just like an open door
newer walk through
newer lose youth

alway stay, in this world today
newer tomorow newer led astray
always the same old tone
now all that is gone

the future is no more
just come... walk through my door
and i will show you
pretent like that i know you

my fear, my escape
means that im afraid
of the coulred red
the fear of the dead

...

newer again will i show my pain
newer again will i know your game
newer again will i belive in thy name
newer again will this day ever be the same...