Heavy rain  [bad word] the reddened earth 
 Her exposed face spouts tears 
 From lifeless eyes 

 I claw my way from the shallow grave 
 But I'm dizzy and unclear 
 I fall back in 
 Wishing I was the one who died 

 Through the fog and the black abyss 
 My mind still wanders there 
 I fear one day 
 I won't return again 
 Spectral hands lift me away 
 From the temple of loss 
 Body numb 
 I reflect on the time we had 

 [bad word] 1: 
 Taste, smell, this sensation in my limbs 
 These are things I take for granted to this day 
 Sight, sound, silent whispers to the wind 
 Can be lost but not forgot 

 I bury my dead 
 Just to know I'm alive 
 Confined by reality 
 Wander across the universe 

 [bad word] 2: 
 Taste, smell, this sensation in my limbs 
 These are things I take for granted to this day 
 Sight, sound, silent whispers to the wind 
 Can be lost but not forgot 

 I envy the dead 
 Just to know I'm alive 
 Escape from mortality 
 Wander across the universe