It's a bridge to the past built for the dying for souls that cry 

You can never go back to the life that you had When you're crossing the

line it's far too late 



You're looking for shelter that you never had You're tumbling around in a

faraway land 

Don't trust the stranger his intentions are bad he will cause you pain and

make you insane 



Nightmares begin as tomorrow becomes the past Blinded by pictures of hope

painted by strangers in time 

You're searching for answers explaining the pain it leads to the past but

it's all in vain 



Looking for life in the reaper's blade Slowly you're falling and your life

starts to fade