I walk alone, the path feels wrong,
The nights are cold, but I walk on.
Trapped in a changing maze, settin' my soul ablaze
Couldn't control the pace, where is this going, hey?
Heartless is recklessness, it's word of a pacifist to
Word of a masochist, and to a sadist—I'm off of the map, oh Lord.
The fire burns, it won't fade out,
No way back, no room for doubt.
I close my eyes, let it take me whole—
Nothing remains, I've lost my soul.