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