I am nothing; a mere shell
Of what I used to be, and now I'm in hell
Why would you think this place is anything other
Then the horrible prison of another?

I am nothing of what this is, and I barely feel
Numb and blind, sightless, without a way to feel
They cut off my hands, put out my eyes
Cut off my tongue and said 'No more lies'

Yeah, I'm nothing; I got nothing at all
I've been waiting here, summer, spring, winter and fall
I don't know what it is now, I am so alone
Not a game, not a toy, not even a phone

I am nothing; don't you see me here?
I am the one that the voices hear
I am the Thing that frightens children as they sleep
The one who mercilessly slughters sheep

I'd eat your heart and your mind too
And maybe you'd feel as I do

I am nothing, feel me here
And now, sleep and fear
 
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