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Eyes rolled back and the cold sets in Looking back at the life flashed before him The memories like pictures, fading Burning, nothing left worth saving Born and died a cycle The lives of those who suffered Phantoms pass from door to door With not a sound upon the floor I don’t feel safe anymore (Am I just another ghost?) Sleepless souls Impressions on the air Wailing walls A home beyond repair Nothing underground Beneath these flowers Now I know there's no way out The story's the same No mourning, no grave No casket, no name No funeral once your dead and gone Just a space where you lay And all the others went out the same In their shame, they decay Why do the dead have to bear the weight? Sleepless souls Impressions on the air Wailing walls A home beyond repair Nothing underground Beneath these flowers Now I know there's no way out Eyes rolled back and the cold sets in Looking back at the life flashed before him The memories like pictures, fading Burning, nothing left worth saving That's all, the last thing he sees Using his last breath to scream And it's is fading Nothing left worth saving Nothingness, nothing is ever worth saving Check the body count 217 East mercer No mercy