1000 years — текст песни (Pantheist)

1000 years of solitude
1000 years of pain
hardened my heart
fed my poor soul with misery
I can`t even tell
am I dead, am I alive?

Don`t hesitate, penetrate me with your sting
I don`t know how to cry
I won`t even bleed
Don`t even worry if I might die
At least then I`ll know that I was alive

1000 years of isolation
the closer to you, the lonelier I get
I could vanish in your presence
You wouldn`t even notice
Maybe I already did, how should I know ?