Besedila: Agent Steel. Nothing Left.

Cold sweat in nightmares
The desolate one.
Deceived by betrayers
Alone in a crystal ball,
All hopes are shattered dreams
Through the lens of a neon screen,
The hourglass is sifting
Terminal from the final incision,

SEND SIGNALS to Space
BURNED BRIDGES too late
The loner is rising
Beware... I've Nothing Left
Nothing left...

A silhouette of disfigured
Transparent hypocrisies
A cry through sullen walls
I laugh with despise
Running through the corridor
I've opened the door
The hourglass is sifting
Trying to heal from the final

SEND SIGNALS to Space

BURNED BRIDGES too late
The loner is rising
Beware... I've Nothing Left
Nothing left...

SEND SIGNALS to Space
BURNED BRIDGES too late
The loner is rising
Beware... I've Nothing Left
Nothing left...


My lips are cracked from the heat
In the desert of pain,
The sandstorm cracks my feet
Getting over the storm,
The crystal balls' open highway
Has opened the door.
In my climb I'm like a mirror
Your reflection shatters on you

Nothing Left...