Where I came from…I must return
No more, nothing left to do
No other mission

Weak and devastated
The strength had gone
Don’t want to know more
Don’t want to understand
Lost and empty
Only want to go, pass away
Send the self back

Exist here no [bad word] nothing

So many empty words been heard
So many meaningless thought been received
Whatever done equals zero times everything
No love no hate no faith no memory

Enter another [bad word] the emptiness

Desperately alone, [bad word] the race
Wide open and passing through