When did I cease to feel alive?
When did it all start?
When did I cease to feel alive?
I've lost memory of every single sense. Stagnant, from my deepest foundation
Existence is no longer what it used to be
How can I now discern myself what is real and what is not, if nothing makes me feel alive?
I don't feel alive
I've grown tired of searching for constants in this place, (Where) everything is so ephemeral
Where I am just a guest, composed by flesh thoughts and desires
I'm just a guest in this world
Guiding light, walk me through the night
Guiding light, bring me home
Nothing matters... nothing feels real... and I don't feel
Nothing matters... nothing feels real... and I don't feel alive
All I am, and what surrounds me, keeps drowning in a spiral of decadence
Im gonna f*cking collapse
This flesh, thoughts and desires were meant to vanish before we know that we exist
I've grown tired of searching. For long my eyes have met no sleep
Yet I achieve to see this emptiness swallowing me
Guiding light, I've lost myself in the dark
Nothing matters (Nothing matters) because I don't feel. I don't feel alive