Tekster: Fear Factory. Obsolete. Descent.

Descent, descent

Falling victim from neglect
Designed thoughts and intellect
Forgotten and displaced
The crux of my dismay

I feel nothing, I am nothing
I feel nothing, nothing

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

Deeper into this abyss
Weighted down and sinking fast
Life did not offer me
More than false destiny

I feel nothing, I am nothing
I feel nothing, nothing

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

I am nothing, I feel nothing
I am nothing, I feel nothing

Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

How deep I descend
Till I reach my end?
How deep I descend?

How deep I descend?
How deep I descend?
How deep I descend?
How deep I descend?