| Falling from my life deep to the sea
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| Drowning from living to the depths of me
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| Like the water that burns in my lungs
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| And the light that slowly fades above me
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| I’m bleeding rivers and they carried me to the sea
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| Crushing in this pressure, turning to stone
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| Roots rip my flesh and fill my skull
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| As worms dance around my drowning body
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| Feasting for the one that has gone
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| But I’m arriving, closing the door, ocean floor
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| Seven steps from my cradle
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| Closer to the end with every breath
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| What is this hell that was made for living?
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| I am arriving
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| The giant has grown too big inside me
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| Mountains of black stone, a volcano of dirt
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| When it went wrong? |
| Why am I here now?
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| But not for long…
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| Climbing up from this nest of nothingness
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| My faithful steps behind me
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| Marking my trail with circles
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| A path for you all
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| We’ve been ripped out from the womb
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| Through blood and pain into this life, and we cry
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| Ripped out, given, but made to be taken away
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| I’ve been hiding this giant for too long
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| And it’s grown like a parasite inside me
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| Under this shadow I’ve been walking
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| Now it’s taken over me, and she…
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| The pure girl, leave me before it’s too late
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| Or I will cut your wings
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| Or I will cut your wings
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| Or I will cut your wings
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| For I can’t control this that burns
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| It flows inside, through my every vein
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| It fills my fingers and burns my throat
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| Chains my heart again
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| Insane pain
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| I throw myself into this stream
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| And let it take me down, underground
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| Here I end, from here I begin
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| The line is broken like my fragile body
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| Flesh rots before the giant’s eyes
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| As he awakes from his silent rest
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| Rips open my chest, steps out from this crest
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| Don’t take over me please, leave this lonely man
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| Please leave |