Dead Before Birth

Suppressed by mountains of rage Yearning within a hope Someday he'll amount to something That someday he'll amount to nothing His hands remain empty His eyes sewn shut His heart remains starving His hope somehow caught between right and wrong A gap to be bridged A life to be lived A soul to be saved A hope unscathed Still something from nothing is still nothing Can I find my deadly excuse in your vast emptiness Can I live my life in your delusion With hope I'll be someone to build a mountain from nothing To be someone Someday with hope I'll be someone someday With hope I'll amount to something With hope I'll amount to nothing --- Dead Before Birth - Disembodied