Project Pitchfork

Iґm wandering around
in this foggy foul town,
itґs a terribly silent night,
I donґt know where I was,
and I hardly remember who I am,
Itґs raining again,
depressive light in the streets.
the streetlamps are flickering,
like the few souls,
which still are living here,
cold rain on my skin,
makes me shiver,
makes my life pass by,
what have I done,
where have I been.
where have I been,
a pain in my nose,
I taste blood,
where is my home,
I sink onto my knees,
what have I done,
where habe I been,
and as I look into the sky,
a light passes by.
Wind blows through my hair,
what happened,
I canґt remember,
Iґm still walking,
but I donґt know,
where to go,
eyes everywhere,
Iґm feeling observed.
Where have I been,
a pain in my nose,
I taste blood,
where is my home,
I sink onto my knees,
what have I done,
where have I been,
and as I look into the sky,
a light passes by.