A new nightmare
Is born and nurtured
To each a hell of his own
A new order
It pulls us under
Why are you turning so cold?
No one, Nowhere
There's nothing out there
To each some pain of his own
Can't remember
How did I get here?
Why am I turning so cold?
One touch...
It's so cold and silent
Why can't I stop from falling?
In closed quarters
We'll spend our future
An apocalypse of our own
It's all empty
There's nothing left here
Why are we turning so cold?
Writer(s): Henrik Carl Sandelin, Jonas Peter Jarlsby, Johannes Mikael Eckerstrom, John Filip Alfredsson, Magnus Lundback, Markus Dimitrios Tagaris, Johannes Mikael Gustaf Eckerstrom
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