You want the soft tears to drip down your face but feel nothing
Such sorrow, why can't you cry?
Is there more to this world, there must be something
Such sorrow, why can't you die?

When the cold of night, chills deep inside
And your life shrinks, and you go blind
And everything is worthless, especially you
What is there to do?

You turn your head to the soft breeze
But you feel nothing
Where is the comfort
Of the moon's glow?
When you look at the stars
And the heavenly bodies
Do they stare back?
Do they know?

And you wish to scream
Nightmares haunt you, starlit dreams
You wish to scream
Blood drips down in crimson streams

You turn your head to the soft breeze
But you feel nothing
Where is the comfort
Of the moon's glow?
When you look at the stars
And the heavenly bodies
Do they stare back?
Do they know?

Can you catch a comet, coming from afar?
And leave this dark place, covered with your scars?
You float in the abyss, feel nothing but pain
Can you bear it too much longer, does it take it's strain?
When the cold of night, chills deep inside
And your life shrinks, and you go blind
And everything is worthless, especially you
What is there to do?

You turn your head to the soft breeze
But you feel nothing
Where is the comfort
Of the moon's glow?
When you look at the stars
And the heavenly bodies
Do they stare back?
Do they know?