The Sorrow - Grief Machine

Crawling through broken glass But I feel no pain, no pain at all Fed through the grief machine Just lifelessness within my soul My trembling hands on A cold tile floor I had a vision The night before That I am bleeding My inside out In need for shelter I'd die without According to my heartbeat I'm already dead, already dead I'm falling down a black hole My sleep won't bring relief, won't bring relief Wake up in fear Scared of the dark Cold hand touches my heart But I feel no cold, no cold at all Craving for inner peace Colliding with an evil force These revelations Shown in my dreams I cannot read them I just hear screams And still I'm bleeding My inside out In need for shelter I'd die without! According to my heartbeat I'm already dead, already dead I'm falling down a black hole My sleep won't bring relief, won't bring relief Wake up in fear Scared of the dark From the depths of hell my fate will rise Profound and inferior, an opponent to warming lights My nightmares start to become reality According to my heartbeat I'm already dead, already dead I'm falling down a black hole My sleep won't bring relief