Awaking in a perfect place

To the nice smell of roses

Where timelessness is

Like taking a deep breath

Looking in the mirror

As the morning rises

Realizing

The past is gone

Deliverance of salvation

Still life in the black

Rescue from damnation

What's to come from here

Cold winds blowing on the horizon

A gentle chill in the air

The last step before death knocks on the door

No more hidden messages, no more riddles

Shedding the cape of secret words

Letting go of hope for those other worlds

It's a sad day, a dark day, but in the end time fades

Shades of white and colors unite as we step into the next

Together as one, yet alone before the end

Awaking in a perfect place

To the nice smell of death

Where time was already lost

And hope is already dead

No deliverance

From damnation

No future for tomorrow's pasts

Nothing to come from here

Warm winds blowing on the horizon

A harsh blaze in the air

The last step before

Life knocks on the doors

It's a sad day, it's a dark day

But in the end time fades

Shades of white and colors unite as we step into the next

Alone, yet together before the end