Dead silence falls a cascading shower of indifference Isolation calls no self-acceptance, no means for honest reverence Into the void self-annihilation, futilistic egotism Until now I've toyed with what seems inevitable destructionism CHORUS Is this the end of my life? (repeat several times) Stabbed in the back, ice cold steel between my lower vertebrae Not the first attack, I'm an isolated captive with the ones who would betray Too late for pleas, my companions are filled with animosity Knocked to my knees death will bring an end to this uncertainty CHORUS BRIDGE