I've got something on my spine,
Can't get a grasp on what's mine,
There's nothing left to make me suffer,
Since I can't hear your whisper.

So I pray like I have been shown,
I want to discover what's unknown,
I pray that someday...

I have had just about enough,
I'm tired, screw playing tough,
I'll admit that this is torture,
And the worse I have yet to endure.

So I pray in this world I have been thrown,
I want to discover what's unknown.

Unknown like everything about you,
Unknown like a lot of things I do,
Got unfinished business left,
See I've got to catch that theft,
She stole my heart.

So I stop praying to the unknown,
I don't believe in what I've been shown.

Your absence is the reflection of my existence,
It's my sentence to have an unfulfilled sens,
I might be a disgrace to my intelligence,
But never will I be a traitor to my essence.
I need your presence to cure my soul's impotence,
To help me reach beyond so I can stop fearing
The unknown.

Since I'm a product of my vivid imagination,
Alone will I face my ultimate annihilation,
Unknowingly.