With heavy heart
and empty soul...

Perhaps in another lifetime I'd let myself be held
While tears shine like starlight on the tabletop...

I am a plague upon this planet
Yet still I rescue them from pain...

Where have the spirits gone?
I held them in my hands...

I am broken
I know this fact quite well...

I'm not so scared of pain
I'm more frightened by an ache...

The darkness may be heavy,
And you may want to atone...

The angels found me yesterday
And the wind carried their voices...

He left us a recording
with a voice that made us cry...

Feel autumn's breath on your lips
Fading, gasping, something to say...

Isolation in the midst of a crowd
Seems to carry a special ache...

The torches are blazing
the blades are alight...