When the night kills the light I can't try to sleep Through the void of my mind I can't find relief The walls of my thoughts are all painted with blood Feed me with fuel 'cause I'm losing control You cannot extinguish the fire that burns in my veins You cannot stop the time that slides under my wheels Feed me with death 'cause I'm losing control I need your feelings and a fragment of your souls Feed me (let me) get my time back I want what is mine Voices that come from the void in my pit Evoking the frightening shadows carved in my dreams Ghosts came from the past crawl on the walls Eradicate your conscience and burn it with your soul I'm running wild through the woods of my instinct I sense the presence of my good old fiend Hunting my ghosts through the shapes of these threes I feel the rain that is washing my skin Feed me (let me) get my time back I want what is mine I want to impress the tissues of your emotionality I just tried to press my voice through your ears into my mind I like me to express that your mediocrity disgust me But I spat out my impressions for the pleasure of my thoughts