A whisper in the shadows from a voice that isn't there.
A life of misery under death's cold stare.
With the absence of light my heart can only tear.
I only cry in the night's cold air.
This world cannot live without sin.
Countless die in hatred's wind.
I could only beg for the end.
But instead I'm forced to live alone in the shadows.
There's no pain…no feeling in my weak hands.
Sitting here where sorrow stands…