Grief Machine

Crawling through broken glass 
  But i feel no pain, no pain at all 
  Fed through the grief machine 
  Just lifelessness within my soul 
  My trembling hands on 
  A cold tile floor 
  I had a vision 
  The night before 
  That i am bleeding 
  My inside out 
  In need for shelter 
  I'd die without 
  According to my heartbeat 

  I'm already dead 
  I'm falling down a black hole 
  My sleep won't bring relief 
  Wake up in fear 
  Scared of the dark 
  Cold hand touches my heart 
  But i feel no cold, no cold at all 
  Craving for inner peace 
  Colliding with an evil force 
  These revelations 
  Shown in my dreams 
  I cannot read them 
  I just hear screams 
  And still i'm bleeding 
  My inside out 
  In need for shelter 
  I'd die without 
  From the depths of hell my fate will rise 
  Profound and inferior, an opponent to warming lights 
  My nightmares start to become reality