Neglect... کے بول

A torture chamber..... Slow and painful..... I scream and scream some more.... But no one hears..... Isolated in a cold chamber..... These steel rusty bars drenched in my own blood... I am the disease that kills life... I see a black hole moving towards me..... Is it my time? I see my uselesss rotten body from afar...(second ballad) Its finally over.... And still these emotions follow me... My Suffering continues...(end of ballad) I see things i once loved..... Not caring of my non existing soul..... I see someone moving on..... Not even shedding a single tear.... Of my death.... I see another person..... Being the better person..... Comforting the other..... making that person forget..... Who once brought happiness..... To her.....