This green pasture has rotted
And given birth to a grave
This body, still breathing
Bound to a casket, like a slave
A coldness creeps into my heart
Freezing beauty before it starts
But I cannot stop the world

I will never live to see
My angel face to face
Burn the hand that feeds
As I fall too far from grace

I cannot save myself
Shut me down and just look away
The river of life that was promised
Has grown into a withered wasteland
And I am an innocent bystander
That was caught in the blast

Where could you have run?
I’m searching through this new beginning
Nowhere to be found
I must tend to the fire
I am now eternal
Just more time for me to feel the pain

Must I give up altogether?

Could I break the fabrication?
And get back what's been taken?
Could the stars shine again?
Once they have fallen from the sky?
Could I breathe again?
Despite all the pain
Would you love me again?
If I confronted you on my knees?
Would I ever feel again?
Even after the blade long fell from my vein?