Alone (Studio version of "Alone" blended with the first ever live performance of this song (исполнитель: The Slot)
We\'re here alone, we\'re so alone, we\'re here. We\' re all the same / Anonymous. Apathetic eyes / Omnivorous. Androgynous / words are petty. I\'m here alone. / I\'m not ready for these vague hands / and open arms to summon me / and cause me harm. One more dead end / is all I\'ll see... So I cannot / I\'m not ready. Reality for each of us / is shaped by our dark dreams. And we cannot describe in words / how through your eyes it seems. There\'s no one you will ever meet, or will see, Who can understand you. Words will never be, all you need, to know what really is [bad word] So many people here will tell you we are still on course But I believe inside of me / it could not get much worse. Nothing ever changes til they are exposed. No one cares because their minds are closed. They imposed a silence... strangling violence. Surviving to find... there is something behind us. These lies... they tell are killing my eyes. These cries... I scream out Jesus Christ. and decide that inside this confusion\'s illusion that everyone is alone in their own seclusion. We are the kings / of wasted lands The pride of Gods / made with their hands When we are high / they make us low Lost in this world / we are alone There\'s no one here / who can say no when we decide / it\'s time to go, because there\'s no / where left [bad word] in this vacuum / where we\'ve begun - alone, alone, alone....