It comes to us at night.
There's a stream of the sun on my face
and a wound at my back.
Terrible nightmare.
Life after life.
And it comes to us at night.
Terrible nightmare.
Life after life.
Life after life.
Life after life.
Can you see?
Can you breathe?
I can feel your heart beating.
Does it hurt?
Does it sting?
I can feel your soul bleeding.
Broken glass and shattered lies.
Dark reflections at the light.
Your final rise.
I stall away from you.
Softly, gently.
I pull you under in echoes of thunder.
Hopeless.
You're
reaching for nothing.
Nothing.
Heart is full of crimson stars.
Fall like angels in the dark.
Open eyes.
Change of heart.
Now this is where you belong.
Another life.
Another cause.
Another time.
From the beginning to the end,
all I remember is pain.
Was I ever born?
Can I die?
Who was I?