The understory is lively tonight
Blank faces shuffle through crowded streets
My mind is racing, I can't forget his eyes
My fletcher stirs nervously under my hand
It wants to sing to me
I want to hear it sing
It wants to sing to me
Let them hear its song
Countless voices crying out for
Release from this mortal coil
Their suffering is almost at an end
Always waking up to bleaker
Futures than the day before
It doesn't have to be this way
He took me in, dressed my wounds
You understand I had no choice
My body aches, I can't forget his eyes
Serpentine, and piercing to my soul
And then he sang to me
I want to hear him sing
Countless voices crying out for
Release from this mortal coil
Their suffering is almost at an end
Always waking up to bleaker
Futures than the day before
It doesn't have to be this way
Silence cuts like a knife
Shadows dance and play
As my vision blurs
Neurons pulse and fire
My mind is not my own
I am not my own
I am not
And then he sang to me
I want to hear him sing
Please sing again to me
Let them hear your song
Countless voices crying out for
Release from this mortal coil
Their suffering is almost at an end
Always waking up to bleaker
Futures than the day before
It doesn't have to be this way
As I give in to his control
Flashes of my other life
Stay my shaking hand as gorgon eyes
Memories come flooding back to
Show me who I left behind
I cannot let it end this way