[00:28.000]You could raise the dead[00:33.000]With those terribly troublesome eyes[00:38.000]Maybe you'll always be bad[00:42.000]Maybe you'll always be the same[00:54.000]Are you alone, locked inside that prison in your head?[01:03.000]You walk through the crowd[01:06.000]Lost in the sound[01:09.000]Invisible to every passing eye[01:19.000]This waking life is not what it seems to be[01:25.000]No time to talk, no air to breathe[01:31.000]Reminisce the scent of a single flower[01:37.000]What butchers cleave, the wolves devour[01:41.000]But if you consume it you will surely die[01:47.000]When you're buried with your tenderness[01:50.000]You'll drag it to your solitary grave[02:01.000]Are you alone, locked inside that prison of your head?[02:10.000]You walk through the crowd[02:13.000]Lost in the sound[02:15.000]Invisible to every passing eye[02:34.000]Invisible to every passing eye