behind the sun I want to run,
to the sky high above
I want to fly away
as if a dove was freed from a cage
behind the moon I would love to hide away from the lies

dark it must be,
behind the brightest light,
I have heard lives the darkest shadow.

through the open window I want to
run away to the shadows of the sun
I will stay
in the void of I will lurk,
till on the wind I catch a whisper of something that works

through the rage, the thoughts of death, and all the lies, I will try not to die, I will try to make my want for death in to the want to live, with one breath everything in my insane life I believe will not be the same