I am alone, in this world,
I carve my own name, who can help me?
I am like a rolling stone, going nowhere but down.
Who will ever care for me?
I am lying here dying.
Will there be salvation for me on the other side?
Will there be retribution for my enemies when they meet their end?
I am like a rolling stone, going under.
What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?
Who am I? Where do I belong? How did I get here?
All I know is that I am no longer myself.
And I am bleeding…
I die…always
