Follow Me
D. White Lyrics

Worries the hour is late
Time is running out and there is reason to be worried.

Some went to find fortune and fame
Some people choose to pursue success and recognition.

Intoxicated minds are hunting us down
People who are blinded by their own desires and ambitions are trying to harm us.

Death follows me
I am haunted by the inevitability of death.

Dazed, cold
I feel confused and numb.

I bleed out here alone
I am suffering and no one is here to help me.

Sightings of a home
We catch glimpses of a place where we belong.

Still we feel alone
Despite these glimpses, we are still overcome with loneliness.

Waiting for defeat
We are anticipating failure.

No one wants this
We do not desire this outcome.

But how we wait for it
However, we are resigned to the fact that it might happen.

Evolution from dust
We come from humble origins.

And the nightmares of the past
We are haunted by past traumas.

Allegations or lust
We are struggling with the ramifications of sexual misconduct.

And the pain inside of us
We are experiencing intense emotional pain.

Defiance of overlords
We are rebelling against oppressive rulers.

It quickly fades
Our resistance does not last long.

And no one cares at all
No one is paying attention.

Disrupted
Our lives have been thrown into chaos.

Born from the embers of regret
Our current situation is the result of past mistakes.

You left me dead down here
You caused our downfall.

Design destroy project
The plan was always to destroy us.

You left me here
You abandoned us.

You made me face this hell
You forced us to endure this nightmare.

Crawling into the forest
We feel like we are retreating into the wilderness.

Beautiful, deep and end of all men
We are seeking a place that is peaceful and far removed from human civilization.

Are you prepared for
Do you have the strength and resilience to handle the challenges that lie ahead?

Meeting the fallen
Coming face to face with those who have lost everything.

Never care never there
We are abandoned and forgotten.

Knowing when to pretend
We have learned to hide our true feelings and put on a facade.

Silence
There is nothing left to say.

Somewhere, out there
There is hope to be found, even if it is far away.

We all scream and fall
We all suffer and experience pain, even if we try to hide it.

When we die all alone
Even in death, we are alone.