I long to live again,
to be a part of this creation
to be a part of this procession.
Saw the procession going by
and it lead me to such sweet regression.
This is why he said that
I would be the one
and only this is why he said that
I would be the sacrifice
this is why he said
that i would lose my freedome.
That I would lose.
And I let it slide.
And I lay down here and die.
It cuts me in two.
When I let it slide it cuts me (so deep)