Life is dead, cold and broken; the bane of my existence is existing at all br br Sick and tired of forever losing, forever being the one who suffers br br Abandoned, cold, lost, I have nothing, no one, nowhere to go, a self broken from the fall br br No heart left, been broken too many times, its now nothing but hollow and cracked br br The blood has frozen in my veins along with any feelings I once had, br br A life of curses, broken dreams and hopes, my only dream now is to sleep and never wake br br To escape this pitiful existence, whether by death or endless sleep, I now my only goal br br Having been forgotten by those I remember, I am nothing, not even a memory, just a lost soul br br Left is nothing, I am nothing, now not even a soul….