Millions of fears are howling loud.
The tarn of tears [bad word] out,
you reside to far away.
East and west and down below.
It's easier to let it go,
not always bothered by the [bad word]  

Darkened sky on middle day. [bad word] there, so they can't stay.
"Sorry boys", but you're alone.
The troops of doom has left the ground.
Take the [bad word]  fire another round.
Eat the dirt, the [bad word] is yours. 

Over foggy waters, I reach the shore.
I can't sympathize, can't sense anymore. 

I'll shed no tears for strangers.
Save my crying until another day.
Maybe sorrows [bad word] my way. 

The mill is grinding trough the gloom.
Ghastly eyes gaze at the moon.
In palest glow the dreams descend.
So in the end I'm not so bad.
Don't have the time, I don't feel sad
that's the way so let me be. 

The distance between you and me:
the scale of my emotionality.
My heart ain't weak enough
to bleed for all the tragedy.
If I was to feel for one and all
I would probably [bad word] and fall.
My heart ain't rich enough
to suffer your reality.