Throw myself into the swarm just to take revenge on the severed survivors   I close my eyes and hope that somehow it is dead   the hopeless, the wounded, the survivors take their toll      run fast through the wake   remaining glimpses of what could have been   but I still break when the truth hits the light of day      the sirens are screaming for my blood      it's all up to you   as I walk into the edge   why are you sorry for this world?   why can't you get it right?   and I know I’m running out of hope...      waiting for the red, I strike out at you   don't walk away, don't fade from my life, because I need the embrace   we're still running out of time   if I burnt out my eyes, would I then see regret?      cut down the other side of my apology   this audience is not how it seems   no rain falling, the clouds move aside   and I wonder how I have never noticed this light upon my face