The Open Breach - Elvenking

Some will fade away and some will last

And they dig, haunting my peace of mind

You’ll not become my fallen idol

A God repressed by a man now atheist and grey

What I’ve found is just unreality

Unwilling to comply with what you say

A stroke with iron hand

Alone I stand

And what I heard that night, that crucifixion

It stole my breath and got me beat

Died again that very day I left without a trace

On the edge that separates the sanity from what’s beyond

And that very day I left again without a trace

An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire

An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hands

Could curtains fall on both our thin eyes

Staring at the shade that darkened that night

And a fear started to grow inside

I’ll not become a wandering raven

I know the tears that flow and the meanings inside

Reading signs