Walking Dead

The final conflict against the heretic
That deeply lies in the debris within me
I saw you lying on the floor
The flesh from your insides was tore
And to myself I thought
"Help me to help myself
Before I change into something else"

Everyday, keeping this anger at bay
Staring at nothing, breathing the air of despair
I feel confined in this space where I do not have a place
I feel confined in this space where I do not have a face

Can I last much longer?
Insidе, there's such a hunger
Givе me a resolution to rectify this condition
Like an embryo, this feeling of hopelessness grows

Pull from the inside out, something so miniscule
How could the world be so cruel?

How could the world be so cruel?
How could I be such a fool?
How could the world be so cruel?
How could I be such a fool?

I feel confined in this space, as everyone walks without a face
The tears on my face show my pain, as I pray for strength to restrain
I feel confined in this space, as everyone walks without a face
The tears on my face show my pain, as I pray for strength to restrain
To restrain
To restrain
To restrain
To restrain
To restrain