Dirty hands dirty mind questions lurking deep inside
Of regret of remorse
A life can't find it's course
Situation overload life lowered to threshold
The night is now growing old eyes shut and blood turns cold
My life an overload blood-clot of reasons told
Inside a mind so tired now
A voice coated in sin reasons still held within
Situation overload life lowered to threshold
A mind so tired then reasons still held within
Beg shout attention drowned
Digging into lower ground
A searching for the sound of silence can't be found
A silence can't be found among this void
