Look through my eyes And deep in to my soul, There's nothing there at all Just a black hole. No glimpses of humanity, Just an evil race, This is why you see nothing, Behind my deathly face. You used to see light behind my eyes, Coming from your torch. How can I be pure and kind When all my mind is scorched? You used to say there was hope. That I could be pure and sweet. But after you changed me Could you recognise me in the street?