I saw the edge, I saw everything else
While you were sleeping I saw hell
Taken for a time through the hollow void
I bled, I died, and my vision blurred with the noise
Crawling, crawling, wandering, wandering
It won't get out of my head
The dark vision of the dead
There is nothing I regret, no
I am yet a threat to your wandering faith
The days grow dark beneath the sky
No light, there's nothing left to shine
The sun is dead, apocalypse begin
I hold you up 'cause I believe in it
I see the end, come on
Won't you wake up to the sound
While you were sleeping I awoke
Dreams full of emptiness but I still breathe
The walls are breaking down
Falling on the ground, I hear it
What are you waiting for, there's nothing more
So let go
Your head is clear now
There must be reasons for the silence
The end is a dark black hole pulling you in
The end is a dark black hole pushing you down
Never knowing, crawling, crawling
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