(Strophe)
The light burns out - the night comes down.
What once was lies - now wears the crown.
My heartbeat cracks - my thoughts give in.
My strength runs dry - the dark creeps in.
A strange cold covers up my Skin.
Ice on scars - I’ve buried in.
Every breath - cuts like a blade.
Till all I was - just fades away.
(Refrain)
What’s going on here?
Where did it start?
Am I the reason.
Or the breaking of this heart?
Love burns out.
Life Forgets.
A shadow falls on all that’s left.
An end that feels so permanent.
(Strophe)
The battery’s dead - no spark to find.
The lines are cut - no ties, no sign.
No signal calls - no echo left.
Time’s vacuum steals the final breath.
I hear, I see - I feel the strain.
But nothing reaches through the pain.
The book is blank - the words are gone.
The pen that wrote me now is done.
(Refrain)
What’s going on here?
Where did it start?
Am I the reason.
Or the breaking of this heart?
Love burns out.
Life Forgets.
A shadow falls on all that’s left.
An end that feels so permanent.
(Strophe)
Thoughts like flies around my skin,
No life, no sense - no tears within.
The black seeps in - the world turns cold,
Erasing lines my soul once told.
(Refrain)
What’s going on here?
Where did it start?
Am I the reason.
Or the breaking of this heart?
Love burns out.
Life Forgets.
A shadow falls on all that’s left.
An end that feels so permanent.