Set me free of this curse!
Let me cry
Let me cry
Set me free of my torment!
Let me cry
Let me cry
Tears do not leave the eye;
I really wish I would die.

What is this twisted dream?
Why can I not scream?
I cannot feel grief or pain,
Not happiness nor dismay,
I can no longer smile,
And despite how much I try,
I really cannot cry.

I've grown so tired now,
To this tragedy, I must bow,
My hairs are turning grey
Oh to hell with all this fray!
Just let me wither and die,
What's the point when I cannot cry?
Tears do not leave the eye...