| I am far from what I’ve been
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| A new world for me to see
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| All precious things that I have seen
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| Look simple and so small to me
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| All banners waved are set aflame
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| As mountains rise in front me
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| No mercy and no one to blame
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| For the darkness I will to see
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| With every aspect of my soul
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| I am longing for relief
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| From this darkest certainty
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| I wish I could believe
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| Every second I seek answers
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| To the question that has none
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| That has to remain unanswered
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| Until we are gone
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| With every hour that I spend
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| On exploring this terrain
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| Fear is growing, ever onward
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| How long can I stand this pain?
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| With every aspect of my soul
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| I am longing for relief
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| From this darkest certainty
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| I just wish I could believe
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| That there will be something
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| After bodies cease to be
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| The fear that there could be nothing
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| Is paralysing me |