I feel the sickness starts to grow 
Inside I bleed 
My heart and lungs are infected 
With disease 
Not much time to spare 
Only pain will follow 
I start to think what I have done 
In history 

I hear the blade keeps calling 
Let it taste my skin 
My veins once were filled with blood 
So pure and red 
Cut them all I tell you 
Cut them deep and crush them 
I want to feel it while I can 
The agony 

I am no one 
For you, you see 
My time is over 
So fade away 

The streets filled with people 
No one saw or knew me 
I start to think what I have done 
In history 
Not much time to spare 
Before pain will follow 
Now come and leave your farewells 
For eternal dream