Oh, that I could scream 哦，那我可以尖叫

And the world would stop and listen ，这个世界就会停下来听

And these scars, these scars could speak in volumes 而这些疤痕，这些疤痕可以卷在说话

But who has ears to hear 但是，谁都有耳朵听

Or eyes to see 或者眼睛看

Again I scream 我再次尖叫

But my voice is buried in an unearthly silence 但是我的声音被埋没在尘世的沉默

Like in nightmares when ghosts steal your breath. 就像在恶梦的时候鬼偷走你的呼吸。

I pray that power be not in my words 我祈求力量是不是在我的文字

But in truth that supersedes the mind of man 但事实上这取代人的心灵

And our dead hope, and our blind faith in means that look to justify the ends. 而我们死的希望，我们的手段看，以证明结束迷信。

I feel a presence in the room 我觉得在房间里存在

I feel cold fingers close around my neck. 我觉得冰凉的手指靠近搂着我的脖子。

With out you I am lost. 用了你，我失去了。

Let my eyes not fail with looking upward 让我的眼睛不仰头失败