Famine
MIKAEL LARS AKERFELDT
I can't see your face
And I can't breathe your air
So I wonder why I get cold inside
When I hear your name
When we meet eye to eye
I will ask how and why
And when guilt has its way
One lesser reason to stay
And I will see her cry
Into the fire of our youth comes the devil again
And you feel your way, feel your way
Saw you standing nigh
In the corner
Told me that you had died
And I would die when my heart was empty
Become a ghost in perpetual void
And neglect all reasons why