here Lost in the void Condemned and destroyed I'm lost in the void I don't want to be here Lost in the void Mislead and annoyed I'm lost in the void I
Lost in the void Condemned and destroyed I'm lost in the void I don't want to be here Lost in the void Mislead and annoyed I'm lost in the void I don
world in ever blending shades But where is there to run to when the coloring fades I'm lost in the void, a lonely black charade Love changes into sadness like a raging
unforgiven to this world Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world Think I'm unforgiven No more raging innocence No more raging innocence No more raging innocence No more raging
everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time City of the dead at the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned lost
With premonitions from the void Will you live, will you die Will your worlds collide? I am Nostradamus The hand of fate I am Nostradamus With love and hate Lost
my own hate! Why am I so still? How shall the days to come be performed? Why the calmness? Why not just urge to void and disaster? Lost in a maze The
true believer was hit by misfortune Although he had lead a sinless life Can this be the will of an almighty god? Clouded skies are reflecting his state of mind Storm rages
ash, a lonely mother's cry Among the fields of broken glass the loyal few will arise Faith now regained Finding strength within the void, a raging fire
Misplaced rights, inflame my rage Vacant cause, offender the victim Fuck that worthless piece of shit As long as you live on this earth Rage unsatisfied
rages on the heavens are destroyed Darkness falls around you, you're lost within a void Scorching through the icy skies, filled with manic rage Battle
everyone's heart doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost
Lowpoint Banish the emotion Severing the ties Mutual aggressions Multiply unwind Reason lost is reason gained Reluctance seeping through the rage Acceptance
as people arise I feel it stone cold, a passive disease, no chance of healing you'll wonder if this is the end the void submit to pass through fear
at the face of death a poster child who fits the bill takes a break to catch a breath lost and lonely, voids to fill fall into a psychopathic rage
in pain... The creator, 'Neath the darkened sun, my empires rise Artificially devised The destroyer, fierce intentions flow from a virtual rage Forever lost
end of which was a mill: thro' the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as a nether