Why? - Eldritch

I feel that there is something

Wicked deep in my mind

I feel that there is something

Hatred that drives me insane

I feel that my soul

Is polluted and ready to die

I realize that no one

Could help me to feel alive

Why are you here?

I need no help from you

Why am I here?

There’s nothing left to do…

Run, better if you run away from me

Get safe for the night

Hope, hope that someone there

Will save you from me

Turn, turn your eyes away from my sight

I’ll make you get blind

I’ll hypnotize you and your soul

And make you my slave

Why are you here?

I need no help from you

Why am I here?

There’s nothing left to do…

WHY… STILL ALIVE?

WHY… AM I ALIVE?