It's a bridge to the past built for the dying for
souls that cry
You can never go back to the life that you had
When you're crossing the
line it's far too late

You're looking for shelter that you never had
You're tumbling around in a
faraway land
Don't trust the stranger his intentions are bad he
will cause you pain and
make you insane

Nightmares begin as tomorrow becomes the past
Blinded by pictures of hope
painted by strangers in time
You're searching for answers explaining the pain
it leads to the past but
it's all in vain

Looking for life in the reaper's blade Slowly
you're falling and your life
starts to fade