In a world filled with lots of pain I look around searching for my lost soul.
Darkness overcomes like a shadow that threatens us from behind.
I search high, I search low. The answers lie between heaven and hell I know it.
Not knowing what will lies ahead I keep moving on. I have to, my mind says so.
Each passing hour I hear the clock ticking louder and louder...I am running out of time.
Into the darkness I go until it hits me like a bolt of lightning...I realize I am not in search of my soul.
I am running from myself and what is to come.