Does it
Make you
Feel
Real?
Or is it
As if you
Live among
True evil?
Now will your voice tremble and crack
As you beg him for their lives back?
Can they forgive what you've done?
Can the damage be undone?
My spirit cannot leave this house
Oh praise the lord of loss!
The dirge of my breathing
Failing to shake off the moss
What if I run?
What if I hide?
Can I become
Free from his eyes?
Can I be hopeful
Something resides
Behind the opal
Glaze over my eyes?
And will my voice tremble and crack
When I beg him for your lives back
Can they forgive what I've done?
Can the damage be undone
Now will my voice tremble and crack
As I beg for your lives back?
Can you forgive what I've done?
Can the damage be undone?
My spirit cannot leave this house
Oh praise the lord of loss
The dirge of my breathing
Failing to shake off the moss
Heartbreak doesn't sting
It numbs
The fading light inside your eyes
Gets darker every day
Till I can't find you
My spirit cannot leave this house
Oh praise the lord of loss
The dirge of my breathing
Failing to shake off the moss