How I feel It fear isn't real it's just a passion that belongs to damned souls the emptiness of dead bones this lack of love, a bad taste of illness, putting me down on my knees lost, just a ghost of passions that belongs to a shattered world haunting an empty home guilt is a heavy and damned loaded gun the end of a dying love guilt is a heavy and damned loaded gun the end of a dying love this is how I feel it