Just outside my window the clouds drift
By the sky cut with beauty and death left in this bed
Mourn my life!
At night my breath turns to ash
My lips crack from the cold and dry air
Each morning I stare covered in the dust of rebirth.

Surrounded by these walls
This coffin of a bed thoughts intrude me anxiously
Revolving questions:
Where do I go from here?
How do I start to lick these wounds?

When time stood still as I look back
The fear overtakes me
These scars burn to the surface
Soulless is my name!

Burnt by the sun, my flesh returns to dust.
This morning bled in my eyes and I feel my body rise.

I see with my own eyes
In anticipation of
What my next movement would be
In this twisted road of redemption.

Born from scars (I the soulless) I the soulless!
Born from pain (I the soulless) to live again!
Crawl from darkness burned in light
I forge my path until I

I awaken my soul
This road I walk alone.