When I have nothing left to feel. When I have nothing left to say I'll just let this slip away. I feel these engines power down. I feel this heart begin to bleed as I turn this burning page. Please forgive me if I bleed. Please forgive me if I breathe. I have words I need to say. Oh so very much to say. And whose life do I lead? And whose blood do I bleed? Whose air do I breathe? With whose skin now do I feel? I'm supposed to walk away from here. I'm supposed to walk away from here. And whose life do I lead? Whose blood do I bleed? Whose air do I now breathe? I'm convinced there's nothing more. The day you died I lost my way. The day you died I lost my mind. What am I supposed to do? Is there something more? The engines power down. Like a soldier to his end I go. Because I'm convinced that there is nothing more. and whose life do I lead and whose air do I breathe? With whose skin and whose blood do I feel? What happens now? Have I done something wrong? Forgive my need to bleed right now. Please forgive my need to breathe But I've so much to say and it wouldn't matter anyway. You're not here to hear these words that I must say and I'm convinced inside that there is nothing more. I have nothing left to say. I have nothing left to feel. Am I supposed to let this go now, let darkness come and take you away?