You (The Death Ballad) Lyrics

Psychotic feelings
Sorrow of society

Who made this world?
Destruction of me leads
In deep depressions
You left me help my will
I'm just too young
Why must I go?

Get out of me
I want to change my ways
I want to change my ways
Ways

You
Made me higher
You
Treated me as your son
You
Reality turns to dust
I know reality turns to dust

And now I left my way
In a dessert of ice
Where am I?
Am I a fool?
Or just a child
Now find my way!
I'll go...
Goodbye my world
Good bye!