Testo Lifeless

Silence makes a certain sound.
Darkness draws a certain picture.
Emptiness caresses my skin.
Lifeless is the taste on my tongue.

I'm too low to arise.
I'm too weak to gain strength.
I'm in too deep to be seen. From nothingness new "life" springs.

Future is long ago wasted.
Past offers no hope.
Loveless is my share.
Aimless is my hate