Stepping on the ashes of those that never made it How can I be the only one left? With nothing left to hope for With ever step I suffer After all these years somehow I'm still here Dead inside I see no reason to stop Each wound a reminder of all the horror I've seen Of where I have been Of what I have become... Children eat their own flesh just to survive As we continue declining No one will mourn the day when we are all gone... Never to fulfill what the world expects of me And you scream confessions of all the jealous truths Of the life I never had A friendly reminder of things I can't achieve A friendly reminder of things I will never be...