Frown Down Upon The Days

When I Was Someone's Puppet

Hear The Sound Of Cries That Weighed

So Heavy As I Suffered



A Master Plan For Killing Off

All We Take For Granted

Haunting Ones Who Would Not Believe

In What You Wanted



To Find A Friend, To Free You From

The Clutch Of Your Black Halo

Seem To Find All The Comfort

Knowing No Tomorrow



Someone Tell Me Just What Have We Become

Master Of Nothing, Slave To The Numb



Leaving A Trace, You've Seen The Scars

Of All That We've Been Through

How Many Times Has It Fallen Apart

Reminding Me Of You



You Wanted It, You Wanted It

A Power Plan, To Feel Alive

To Save A Soul, Have Control

But Knowing No Tomorrow



Someone Tell Me Just What We Have Become

Master Of Nothing, Slave To The Numb