The day the world went away

(Hoy...)

I listen to the words he'd say
but in his voice I heard decay
the plastic face forced to portray
all the insides left cold and gray.

There is a place that still remains
it eats the fear it eats the pain
the sweetest price he'll have to pay
the day the whole world went away.

Nine Inch Nails, del album "The fragile"