From where I stand on broken knees,
The sun never rises,
And a comet of silver rays,
Fills the sky,
From here I see through burnt eyes; blind,
The souls ripped from their shells,
My light fades to dark from the eclipse of my heart,
Death is my solace save me.
As we drown in our silence,
Thoughts of pain cut like knives,
Cutting our way through the fabrics of reality,
Helpless as our darkness overcomes,
Through glassy eyes we release our anger,
Before the ones we used to love,
The intense heat of flame turns all to ashes,
From now âtil never we hold our strength in our hearts.
At the end of the rainbow,
We join hands in sorrow,
At the end of the rainbow,
In our hearts we hold the future.