Immune to Emotion

All I see is tragedy, reality and agony
There's got to be some good left in the world
Hidden away from all this darkness
Leaving death behind

My soul and open wound
See it's bleeding thought
I'd cry if I could but I'm immune to emotion

The end injected into desolate hearts
Corrupted bodies not afraid of the dark
Forgotten children of a sickening world

Bleeding from sickening wounds
There's got to be some good left in the world
Hidden away from all this torture
Leaving death behind