Throw myself into the swarm just to take revenge on the severed survivors

I close my eyes and hope that somehow it is dead

the hopeless, the wounded, the survivors take their toll


run fast through the wake

remaining glimpses of what could have been

but I still break when the truth hits the light of day


the sirens are screaming for my blood


it's all up to you

as I walk into the edge

why are you sorry for this world?

why can't you get it right?

and I know I'm running out of hope...


waiting for the red, I strike out at you

don't walk away, don't fade from my life, because I need the embrace

we're still running out of time

if I burnt out my eyes, would I then see regret?


cut down the other side of my apology

this audience is not how it seems

no rain falling, the clouds move aside

and I wonder how I have never noticed this light upon my face