I was born as a bastard, no father, no master,
A shadow in silence left searching for answersPut up for adoption and left with no option
Another kid fostered to fester forgottenTake a look into these desperate eyes
As they’re cast into the wretched hiveBut I ain’t going down alone
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breatheNow I stand as a father, to men with no honor
Ashamed of the racists I used to call brothersCause no flag can mean bravery,
when bloodied by slavery,
The rebel, a devil, disguised as a saviorAnd the sickening feeling in the air
Is the fear to speak that no one daresSo will I stand here all alone?
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breatheLive my life like I’ll die tonight
Dream like I’ll live foreverI have roared at the world for years
Doesn’t anybody hear me?
This burden suffered, I’ve paid the cost
Not all who wander are lostIs there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breathe






«Dravens Tales from the Crypt» bezaubert seit über 15 Jahren mit einer geschmacklosen Mischung aus Humor, seriösem Journalismus – aus aktuellem Anlass und unausgewogener Berichterstattung der Presse Politik – und Zombies, garniert mit jeder Menge Kunst, Entertainment und Punkrock. Draven hat aus seinem Hobby eine beliebte Marke gemacht, welche sich nicht einordnen lässt.








