I choose the pain that burns me

I choose the blood that stains my hands

Embraced the thorn that wounds me

Blinded that I might understand



What I was and what I have become

What I'll be when I join the pieces into one

Fallen brightest of the bright

To carry the light



We choose the paths we follow

We choose the fall so far from grace

Cast down to find our own way

We choose the will to make ourselves



What we were yeah what we have become

What we'll be when we join the pieces into one

Fallen brightest of the bright

To carry the light



Oh back to you

Oh back to the one

Oh back to you

Oh I'm 93 million miles from the sun



Fallen brightest of the bright

To carry the light