It's crawling through my brain,
No sight, senses torn apart.
Too much time had passed,
Feel the cold.
Inside this empty house,
Lying down beside the dark,
Reaching out once again,
The hands are chopped.
No reaction to the drugs,
No pulse, no sign of life.
The body's depleted of blood,
Feel the loss.
Now I know that there's something wrong,
But the doctor's not home,
I'm cold as stone...

There's no more oxygen in here,
No more veins to feed upon,
Still losing ground,
And there's no one else around;
So tell me now that you care for me,
But I know the truth:
I'm nothing more than a corpse...

Feeling so alone,
Wishing for your warmth,
But you're already gone,
It's so cold.
This realization came too late,
Searching for a place,
Leaving everything behind,
Goodbye.
The stench is too much to bear,
They feed upon a rotten corpse
Which used to be me,
Not it's just a shell.
Now I know that there's something wrong,
But this salvation's not for me,
It was all in vain.

In the dead of night
Those hands vanish through the dark,
The air's too scorched,
And there's still no one else around;
So tell me now that you think of me,
But I know the truth:
I'm nothing more than a ghost...

In the first sign of light,
Rapped in white shroud,
A new false hope has arrived,
The cries of an unborn child...
So tell him that you cared for his predecessor,
But he knows the truth:
Daniel's dead...