I just wanna go back home where my soul can sleep. My heart is crumbling away. What the hell am I doing, where the hell am I going to? Nothing is what it seems. Over your head hangs black cloud. I stood with my eyes cast down. Voices of the departed call my name and dominate. I dig my own grave at dead end street. I've got there is a holy thing nothing in this world. Trying to find myself there is sheer insanity. Neither the identity nor the attitude. Over your head hangs black cloud. I stood with my eyes cast down. Voices of the departed call my name and dominate. Here in bottom of death valley. Tell me the rest of time. The helping hand of the angel can't reach. I curse the fate is not saved. Faith is sinking down and cast a shadow. I'm the walking dead is wondering through the noise. The timer has been set in secret silence.
