Hope unknown. Sometimes just waking is surreal. 希望不明。有时候，刚刚苏醒是超现实的。

I walk right through the nameless ones. 我走通过无名的人的权利。

I know that hope's unknown. 我知道这种希望的未知数。

Sometimes the water feels so real. 有时水感觉如此真实。

As I walk through it fills my lungs, my god, I'm drowning. 当我走过它填补了我的肺，我的上帝，我淹没。

This day never seems to end. 这一天似乎永远不会结束。

This pain, never. 这种痛苦，从来没有。

The rage I can not let go. 愤怒，我不能放手。

   

I hear them calling my name. 我听到他们叫我的名字。

I feel them gnawing out holes through flawless souls. 我觉得他们通过完美无瑕的灵魂啃了洞。

   

So alone. Sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones. 如此孤独。有时候，我发誓，我能听到的无声者的嘲弄。

I fear that I alone fear those who finally ceased to feel that they're alone 我担心，我一个人害怕那些谁终于不再觉得自己很孤独

inside this place. 这里面的地方。

I am the misplaced. 我是错误的。

Now every face, it looks familiar... 现在每个人脸上，看起来熟悉...

then every face would melt away until... 然后，每个人脸上都融化了，直到...

now everyone, do you know, I know your deception? 现在每个人，你知道，我知道你的欺骗？