Here I am There is a place to going down Running in circles I'm still here if you look around In this fucking city I'm more scars than skin Our blood Will be their gasoline So far away from home It feels like every moment a piece is left behind I'm the ghost Turning like a disease I'm a number Now in their list I will speak no more About myself again Who knocks on the door? Who is replacing me now? My sweat and blood there is nothing more than dust Is this my final denial? There is nothing that I've can see There is a deep rumble This is me killing the beast From birth to death We search for what's yet to be known Who knocks on the door? Who is replacing me now? My sweat and blood there is nothing more than dust Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Are you happy After all this time? This story is as old As our sacrifice There is nothing I can do This town has its claws Buried in everything I hope you never found I hope you never found Who knocks on the door? Who is replacing me now?