Last Breath Songtext
von Witheren

Not pure am i, not beautiful
Nor sinisterly wonderful
Not of those am i who seek
Hellish or divine identity
No demon or angel lurks these parts
This is but a human heart
Beating a little fast, you see

Does the concordance of circumstance
That brought me to this instant
Stretch back to the first sunrise?


Or so I surmise
One finger from the edge
Waiting for one round
To hit the ground
With the last sound
I′ll ever hear
I've nothing left my dear
Save one last breath
But I′ll keep this lungful to myself

Cuz sometimes it takes more strength
To voice a word
Than to think a thousand pages
Meant to stay unheard