I am what you want me to be Death held by your hand Fortune of lost despair Stolen all token of dreams Lifeless keeps pushing on Prospect of man is dead Fought to make your life real You can do no wrong... Starved knowledge of the past Sinking in your decay Fooled by your enemies Where there is a will there is away Lifeless keeps pushing on Prospect of man is dead Fought to make your life real You can do no wrong... Lifeless, lifeless You can do no wrong... Lifeless keeps pushing on Prospect of man is dead Fought to make your life real You can do no wrong...