Front Line Assembly - Ghosts

i'm all alone in my mind this wretched corpse which is blind this final state oppressive views fighting depression what to do too small to die cowards lie never see eve to eve wasted nights deep trauma sounds this certain moment of death around nothing to loose tired of it all where do i fall where do i fall i climb the stairs wearing my best don't want to make a blood filled mess my list is clear i have no fear don't bother shedding a final tear wasted nights deep trauma sounds this certain moment of death around nothing to loose tired of it all where do i fall where do i fall paranoid delusions lost my mind frittered seclusion socialized mime