I awake in a perfect hell - genus ex nihilo

This shell filled with another man’s paradise

Holds only a whisper of my past life

I’m trapped between worlds, a dream within a dream



Draw me a picture, a still frame in your mind

That records all the pieces left inside of me

Know my beginnings, the trials that life brings

Or wash away my ashes in the sea



For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?

The one of a life taken by a man wearing my flesh.

Three gates to hell before me, the sea, the sky, my mind

With this key, a blade, release me.



These skies hold no salvation

No peace lies beneath the dust



Where is the answer? A distant voice repeating

The final gate is calling out to me

The choice is easy, awaken from my sleep

Or wash away my ashes in the sea



Cleanse me in the tides of the sea