I walk through the darkness To me it's real You're buying time You're to blind to see I'm no one But without me Everything Is nothing Time will not heal the deep Scars in memories It will expand them Forever The key to life Is a mystery In a stranger's hands The suffering is yours There's no tommorow Killed for the reason of Unfaithful conceptions God is inside me In the same way He loves and kill Father's hypocrisy Manipulation in The theatre of godly hatred Pathetic excuse for the mankind