Unreal کے بول

Hope is wearing thin as ice When my feelings slowly die Is there anyone there? Am I all alone? Through the flesh to the bone Thorn sticks deep inside me Can you feel me, I am wrong Can you see me, I am gone From the things I have denied Feel the smell, Feel the smell From what once was me I am trapped in myself Buried in my body Can you feel me I am wrong Can you see me so long gone I am lost, I'm on my own All my feelings, turned to stone To stone... To stone...