Once sheltered by the storm
Guarded by a warming light
I searched the ones that have brought all fear inside
With all asleep underneath the deep
There is salvation for our minds
In all the sickness I hide
With every breath
My body gets more numb
And with every step
I can see
Returns denied
I am the core of all your wrongs
I am the virus in your lungs
I am the anger that is real
I am the pain that makes you feel
Now call me your saviour
Just call me your saviour
Now sеarching for this world
There's silencе all surrounding me
Can't fight the illusion
Of being trapped in here
One last time
I try to
I try to open up my eyes
To see and believe
God's creation?
I'd rather die a painful death
So I pretend to be living
But I'm not
Twice or more I've had the chance
To turn it into something bright
But I failed to leave
And make all things right
No angels weep but demons creep
Where is salvation for our minds?
When all the sickness had won
My final breath
Had nothing left for my lungs
And facing death
I could see
Return's denied
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