Go
|
This decaying flesh is coming back to life
|
reanimate me
|
give me a chance and I¡¯ll be right here where the sun hits the sea
|
watching these waves wash the pain away
|
and it will radiate so brilliantly that we can keep pushing on and get on with life
|
cause we deserve it
|
now I know that the worst part is behind us now onward and upward
|
we take flight on bruised and battered wings
|
we soar above our clouded thoughts
|
never looking back
|
we can regain a sense of balance that¡¯s been gone so long
|
this decaying flesh is coming back to life
|
reanimate me
|
give me a chance to reason with the odds
|
to pick myself back up
|
regain a balance that's been gone so long
|
now I know that the worst part is behind us now
|
now I know that we will get on with life
|
cause we deserve it
|
|
-----------------
|
Tranquil
|
Darkest Hour |