Night of the Soul کے بول

Rot, gave birth to piles of rot In my mind, flooding in apathy I am fearful of the flesh I cannot see These tears will draw you near I know that this is nothing real So I will starve until I'm gone I'm gone Gone I am longing for a life I've never lived Will you be here when I fail you? I know that this is nothing real So I will starve until I'm gone I'm gone Gone I cannot sleep without you near My eyes will close without the Sun I cannot sleep if you're not here But if you go, leave the light on, on, on