Hollow one

With inverted tongue

From whence does fulfillment come

When I expel

From this mortal shell

Will I die for living numb

Am I vital

If my heart is idle

Am I doomed?

I feel you

But nobody else

Though you're someone I can't see

Yet you say nothing

Of the stoic suffering

That stirs lukewarm in me

If lovelessness is godlessness

Will you cast me to the wayside

Well, I feel the peeling

Of half/high-painted ceilings

Reveal the covering of a grey sky

Am I vital

If my heart is idle

Am I doomed?

Cradle me

So I can see

If I'm doomed

Am I vital

If my heart is idle

Am I doomed?

Cradle me

So I can see

If I'm doomed