Falling from a place of grace The closest hold just out of reach Visions of a better time haunt my sleep These tired hands are far too weak To save this mass of flesh and guilt
Boundaries of existence Have faded away Suspended in between dimensions Transformation incomplete
My soul has died and hollowed Killed a lamb to save tomorrow My silence is surrender I fill the void with sadness For pain is greater than absence I’m tired of trying
I am not afraid to face the endless nothing But i’m terrified that i cant change What i’m becoming I cant change what i’ve become