The day that we died he started talking again Laid there and dried, new flowers become his head Staring inside, the mirror is open again You were the last but not the first Dead space like an omen Violent our encounter Cuts like an ocean Pain it lasts forever Still faith in me is swelling up Inside the hollow What did I find but blatant and towering death? We walked the sky but we walked a severed edge Left out in piles the mirror is broken again Maybe the last but not the first Dead space like an omen Violent our encounter Cuts like an ocean Pain it lasts forever Still faith in me is swelling up Inside the hollow I heard a sound that shook the well It's not as empty as it seems You can tell who wanders there By the ornaments they leave Dead space like an omen Violent our encounter Cuts like an ocean Pain it lasts forever Still faith in me is swelling up Inside the hollow Ornaments from the well Ornaments from the well Ornaments from the well Ornaments from the well