See that star?
that bright and beautiful star...

Black
cold...

What are we to do
when sadness comes our way...

Escape me
and make me hurt...

Imagine a world
with no stars in the sky...

To bury the mountains
and kill the king...

The sweet relief of sin
condemns my broken soul...

Weakness
what does it do...

Memories erase
feelings of haste...

Brought before the trial of time
lies a broken heart; that’s mine...

The reign of the dead is near
with shattered troubles have no fear...

Cremation on the burial grounds
paint the picture...