From this day, 
in this war that i face,
I'll pray through [bad word] cage 
I must wake. 
Through you burn me away, 
to slave for your dying fire.

The lost and forgotten, without a sound. 
The fear in speaker to hunt you down: 
there's too much hate for us to live. 

Do you suffer?
Because it's killing me 
that we're fighting. 
When i bleed like you, 
are you happy? 
With the knife you keep, the words cut deep, 
and I'm bleeding just like you. 

Till this day, 
she kept  me away. 
To swim in this fiery grave,
i still face all the hate that you create,
To bathe in your candle's fire. 

The lost and forgotten are without a sound.
The fear in speaker to hunt you down: 
there's too much hate for us to live. 

Do you suffer? 
Because it's killing me 
that we're fighting. 
When i bleed like you, 
are you happy? 
With the knife you keep,the words cut deep, 
and I'm bleeding just like you. 

Do you suffer 
when there is no one here to remind me?
When i bleed like you