I can feel,
Slowly fading away.
I can see,
Slowly turning away.
I can hear,
Slowly screaming a name.
Never feel it,
Never see it,
Never hear it.
Slowly we’re all going to fade away,
Slowly in the thing we call darkness.
Slowly we’re all going to see,
People turning away.
Slowly we’re all going to hear,
Some one screaming our name.