You'll never see my fears again,
You'll never touch my tears again.
...
My hunger's never satisfied;
My heart's never qualified;
My love's never justified.
But my soul's always sacrificed;
...
Words are my bricks,
Tapping them into clicks.
Singing long roads of solitude,
No expectation of any gratitude.
...
In the eye of storm
I live;
Where tranquility
Is just another obsolescent dream.
...