These are the traps of life 
It fails me, to think of emptiness 
There is nothing left, for me to lose 
To see how precious life really is 
(2x)Am I alive
There's nothing left to lose 
If nothing's there
(2x)The Horror of Realization
This blood runs black 
We live in black and white 
A sketch of death's design, this dream is over
Now a brick to the face
As reality walks away 
You were born to lose 
All that remains constant
What is real, what is dead
With all these ears in life
Am I alive
It fails me, to think of emptiness
There is nothing left, for me to lose 
To see how precious life really is
(2x)Am I alive
I this life what is real 
In this life what is dead
The horror of realization, these are our lives
(2x)The horror of realization 
(2x)These is nothing left to lose if nothings even there
This blood runs black 
We live in black and white
A sketch of deaths design, this dream is over
Now a brick to the face
As reality walks away
You were born to lose 
All that remains constant
(8x)What is real