Remember Me - Poured Out

There was a thief on a tree.

His name was me.

Life slipping away, harder and harder to breathe.

As his eyes close to let go, he wonders how he got there.

«What went wrong?

Will I die here all alone?»

His dreams were always suppressed by reality.

Forced to live by taking just to make ends meet.

Abandoned by the world.

Fixated on survival, everyone was an enemy

But he’ll soon find out that the end doesn’t always justify

the means.

What will it take for him to see that the path he treads is a path to

destruction?

«No one can save me.»

As my eyes close to sleep, I happen to gaze upon the man hanging next to me.

A man torn apart, a man betrayed, a man who came to save us from our dismay.

King of kings, remember me.

King of kings, remember me.

Don’t let me die here all alone.

Oh, no!

The King of kings remembered me.