Without space - Without time
I am deaf - I am blind
Without motion - Without sound
Like a flower underground
Isolation Demarkation
Solitary separation
No more joy - No more sadness
No emotion - Only madness
I can't see
I don't feel
I can't touch
I don't heal
Corrosion from within
No future
No resistance in the cell
No more
Развернуть
Свернуть