Psychotic feelings
Sorrow of society

Who made this world?
Destruction of me leads
In deep depressions
You left me help my will
I'm just too young
Why must I go?

Get out of me
I want to change my ways
I want to change my ways
Ways

You
Made me higher
You
Treated me as your son
You
Reality turns to dust
I know reality turns to dust

And now I left my way
In a dessert of ice
Where am I?
Am I a fool?
Or just a child
Now find my way!
I'll go
Goodbye my world
Good bye