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'Alone, alone' the ghosts all call, pinpoint me in the light. The only life I feel at all is the presence of the night. Would you cry if I died? Would you catch the final words of mine? Would you catch my words? I know that there's no time I know that there's no rhyme... false signs find me I don't want to hate, I just want to grow; why can't I let me live and be free? but I die very slowly alone. I know more ways, I am so afraid, myself won't let me just be myself and so I am completely alone... The maelstrom of my memory is a vampire and it feeds on me now, staggering madly, over the brink I fall. From Letras Mania