Wander around in this freshly opened grave, the flower scent still lingering
To build with compassions hand and the strength, with all structure subject to nature
Was it ever the way we imagined?
Plotting on the downfall in the fact that we only want the things that are destined far away
So when do you want the yield?
Today in the sweet enchantment of a total silence or tomorrow with its structural melody of maybes
Decide and turn your head to watch the banners fly
Never will we be in comparison -- for right and wrong to constant their opinion for the sake of destiny
This is the last time, no clock for kill time
Escape now to sleep till...
"Cannot we begin reaching inward, our pieces functioning as the clue?"
Going on to visualize the escape
Are you trying to talk or listen?
Are you hearing or proclaiming?
These words were sent out for the final signal
Signal
This is the end for your meaning that was lost in the interpretation
Situation cutting for the cause of your fear
Out you grasp for a hand, severed hand...
I've seen you before - grabbing at every neck that walks by
Sifting through words hoping to catch me on my knees praying towards Jerusalem
I can see the hate in your eyes.
The story of an actor called "you" followed by lies
It's your mirror, but who forgot their face?
You!
You!
You've tried your last try
I'm running the race even if you think I'm not fit for the prize
And i pray that God will perhaps grant you repentance
His hands are open and the only bond between two people is trust, but you've lost that trust
A fist full of shame and a heart full of strife, spreading a message with the name cancer
Hope plays role that falling loves
Escape!
Run!
Escape!