I've been bleeding,
Wrapped in sheets for months.
Yet still breathing,
Trying to escape the undertow.
I've been crawling on my bedroom floor.
The devil hovers over me with my soul in tow.
Intoxication plays me like a harp
And delights in its melody.
I know I have to spread my wings
Instead of struggle with this holy jinx.
Is this what it feels like?
The pact with the devil?
Like a bittersweet kiss?
Buried inside its arms
Or am I holding onto this?
I keep on waking up trapped in a loop with shackles on my wrists.
Inhibitions to unleash myself
Are a little less every time.
Hail to the Lightbringer.
No more pain, not feeling anything.
My body is numb. Please, help me.
Please, kill my Lightbringer.
A long way from the unknown.
Tell me, when starts a path to hold our steps?
But it's keeping me alive.
How have I failed the signs?
...have I failed the signs?
The void in my eyes is telling me that they've lost sight of myself
Pretending that everything is alright.
I try to cure my denial.
Is this vicious or is this the cure?
Will it ever staunch my open bleeding sore?
Like a bittersweet kiss.
Buried inside its arms or am I holding onto this?
I keep on waking up trapped in a loop with shackles on my wrists.
Inhibitions to unleash myself are a little less every time.
Hail to the Lightbringer.
No more pain, not feeling anything.
My body is numb. Please, help me.
Please, kill my Lightbringer.
A long way from the unknown.
Tell me, when starts a path to hold our steps?
But it's keeping me alive.
How have I failed the signs?
So I'm craving, craving to end this agony,
I'm searching, searching for my light.
But it's keeping me alive.
How have I failed the signs?