Deep within my heart a black tumour grows larger My vision fades, my ears go mute, so begins an eternal sleep The vessel to carry my soul is delayed by the faithful The bridge leading to paradise: Nothing but ashes Carve your message into stone If you want to leave something To be remembered by To not be blown away in the wind like the rest Craving to seek better fortune now seems just as pointless As running from the inevitable Relieved as a demon or reborn as an angel Confined by your good deeds and defined by your sins The illusion of a second chance, like a siren it pulls me in I'm strapped down on a torture bench, I am stuck right where I left A flower blossoms in a field of chemical fallout A light, green and bright, filling me with delight, emerges from the ground Immediately I'm blind, deaf, mute and paralyzed No way to know, if I'm dead or alive Receiving a voice right inside of my mind Telling me "Don't be afraid, your time is right!" Relieved as a demon or reborn as an angel Confined by your good deeds and defined by your sins Where will I go? Who will I be? Will I get a fresh soul? Will I revisit old skin? Or will I forever sleep?