
Date of issue: 17.06.2012
Song language: English
Out Of The Coma |
Somebody’s talking about me |
Voices drift in and out, inside I’m screaming |
But nothing comes out… |
I cannot move or respond. |
I feel nothing; |
I am numb to the world |
Life like a dream runs right past me |
Fragmented, distorted and blurred |
Then slowly, I awaken. |
Out of oblivion, my dormant soul is shaken |
Out of the coma — like being exhumed |
Out of the coma — rising up out of the tomb |
A slit of light penetrates my eyelids |
Shapes become sharper, sounds become clear |
Like floating up from the bottom of the ocean |
Hold still as the surface tension’s broken |
Out of the coma — through the darkness rising |
Out of the coma — into a second lifetime |
Like a volcano — from the depths erupting |
Out of the coma |
Somebody’s talking about me |
Only the tubes reach inside me, feeding and draining my flesh |
How many years have I slept by, cocooned in a living death? |
Then slowly, I awaken. |
Out of oblivion, my dormant soul is shaken |
I writhe into rhythmic breathing |
My mind finds its focus; |
every nerve is exposed and raw |
Like an orphan of the underworld |
A phantom from the dark abyss crawls out across the threshold |
Out of the coma — through the darkness rising |
Out of the coma — into a second lifetime |
Like a volcano — from the depths erupting |
Out of the coma, out of the coma, out of the coma, out of the coma |
Somebody’s talking about me… |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Song to Comus | 1970 |
Diana | 1970 |
The Herald | 1970 |
Drip Drip | 1970 |
The Prisoner | 1970 |
In the Lost Queen's Eyes | 1970 |
The Bite | 1970 |
All the Colours of Darkness | 1970 |