Cedar grains cling to woven skin upon walls I know frail truths feed borrowed dreams grown cold and from here I beg release and hope I hope
Breathing through these lines Innocence lost among the torment of grace within the storm seeking darkness in the dawn While the emptiness divides every purpose with the light I fade
Without a key without a sound without a chance to hold the light it reaches in between the seems to tease the madness and the grief To curse the walls to cure the need To curse the damned who damn the need The need to know what lies beyond, beyond the walls
Turn the Key
And set free this I swear, It's not enough for me to die alone Uproot these veins that fail to bleed So I will know and I will still believe we're better than these lies that we have leaned to breathe, breathing I step beyond the past and let it go