Final Breath
With fevered breath
I'd walk alone
In my mind
I'd leave out all the rest
Burnt embers adorn the Earth
No time to waste
Nails clasped
As time elapsed
I collapse, I can't believe
No - I won't believe!
Eyes dart in the darkness
Weathered skin scars my face
A veil of terror
Sweeps me off my feet
Covered in a white sheet, she lays still
Tranquility lies just beyond her grasping hand
Shards of glass shadow my life
I reach down, but a broken locket
A face I recognise, as a face like my own
An Artist's hands paint perfect lines
Flashing lights
Began the night that never came
Flames red, blow burnt in the breeze
A sense of malice fills the air
The types of hatred, I fear the worst
Have come out of me
I know you
I know you
I know your face, it's just like mine
I know your eyes, they're just like mine
I know your face, it's just like mine
I know your eyes, they're just like mine
I know your hair, it's just like mine
I feel your skin, through time
Covered in a white sheet, she lays still
Tranquility lies just beyond her grasping hand
Shards of glass shadow my life
I reach down, but a broken locket
A face I recognise, as a face like my own
An Artist's hands paint perfect lines
A silent mind
I'd walk alone
In my mind
I'd leave out all the rest
Burnt embers adorn the Earth
No time to waste
Nails clasped
As time elapsed
I collapse, I can't believe
No - I won't believe!
Eyes dart in the darkness
Weathered skin scars my face
A veil of terror
Sweeps me off my feet
Covered in a white sheet, she lays still
Tranquility lies just beyond her grasping hand
Shards of glass shadow my life
I reach down, but a broken locket
A face I recognise, as a face like my own
An Artist's hands paint perfect lines
Flashing lights
Began the night that never came
Flames red, blow burnt in the breeze
A sense of malice fills the air
The types of hatred, I fear the worst
Have come out of me
I know you
I know you
I know your face, it's just like mine
I know your eyes, they're just like mine
I know your face, it's just like mine
I know your eyes, they're just like mine
I know your hair, it's just like mine
I feel your skin, through time
Covered in a white sheet, she lays still
Tranquility lies just beyond her grasping hand
Shards of glass shadow my life
I reach down, but a broken locket
A face I recognise, as a face like my own
An Artist's hands paint perfect lines
A silent mind
Credits
Writer(s): William Stanley
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