Hope Unknown. Sometimes just waking is surreal. I pass right through the nameless ones. I know that, hope's unknown. Sometimes the water feels so real. As I walk through it fills my lungs, my God, I'm drowning. This day never seems to end. This pain, never. This day never seems to end. This rage, I can not let go. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my flawless souls. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my flawless soul. So alone, sometimes I swear that I can hear, the taunting of the voiceless ones. I fear that, I alone fear those who finally ceased to feel, that they're alone inside this place. I am the misplaced. This day never seems to end. This pain, never. This day never seems to end. The rage, I can not let go. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my the flawless soul. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my the flawless soul. Now every face looks familiar, found every face would melt away until, now. Everyone, do you know? I know your deception. Now every face looks familiar, found every face would melt away until, now. Everyone, do you know? (We know) I know your deception. I hear them... call. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my flawless soul. I hear them call my name, I feel them gnawing out holes, all throughout my flawless soul.