
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Pandora |
Cedar grains cling to woven skin upon walls I know frail truths feed borrowed |
dreams grown cold |
And from here I beg release and hope |
I hope |
Breathing through these lines |
Innocence lost among the torment of grace within the storm |
Seeking darkness in the dawn |
While the emptiness divides every purpose with the light |
I fade, I fade |
Without a key, without a sound |
Without a chance to hold the light |
It reaches in between the seams |
To tease the madness and the grief |
To curse the walls, to cure the need |
To curse the damned who damn the need |
The need to know what lies beyond, beyond the walls |
Turn the key (turn the key…) |
And set free |
This I swear |
It’s not enough for me to die alone |
Uproot these veins that fail to bleed |
So I will know and I will still believe we’re better |
Than these lies that we have learned to breathe |
Breathing I step beyond the past and let it go |