What´s left inside him
   don´t he remember us
   can´t he believe me
   we seemed like brothers
   talked for hours last month
   about what we wanna be
   i sit now with his hand in mine
   but i know he can´t feel
  
   No one knows what´s done is done
   it´s as if he were dead
  
   I´m close to his mother
   and she cries endlessly
   lord , how we miss him
   at least what´s remembered
   it´s so importent
   to make best friends in life
   but it´s hard when my friend
   surch with blank expressions
  
   No one knows what´s done is done
   it´s as if he were dead
  
   He as hollow as i alone
   a shed of my friend just flesh and bones
   there´s no soul he sees no love
   i shake my fists at skies above
   mad at god
  
   He as hollow as i conversed
   i wish he´d waking from this curse
   hear my words before its through
   i want to come in after you
   my best friend