A new nightmare Is born and nurtured To each a hell of his own A new order It pulls us under Why are you turning so cold? No one, nowhere Theres nothing out there To each some pain of his own Cant remember How did I get here? Why am I turning so colt? One touch... Its so cold and silent Why cant I stop from falling? In closed quarters We'll spend our future An apocalypse of our own Its all empty Theres nothing left here Why are we turning so cold?