What if you are an island of sorrow? Then I'll be the raging sea
What if you are the reaching trees? Then I'll be the storm that with fire rages
The new loneliness, your name on the door
Just like a diagnose for a venomous disease
Man is the cemetery for unlived life
All for nought, the grand accusation
Your face is your name, word and shield, sharp as a curse
Man is the cemetery for unlived life
All for nought, the grand accusation
You chose rejection over thoughts of insight, you take action from focus on intent
And brace for impact, not waiting for the fall
What cries here, cries inside
Man is the cemetery for unlived life
The grand accusation
What if you were a country of grief, with me the invading force?
What if you were to measure the hollow that captivates and devours you?
The new loneliness, your name on the door
Just like a diagnose for a venomous disease
Man is the cemetery for unlived life
All for nought
