Resurrect

This is not my bed to rest, in the dirt, with no beat hailing from my chest

Resurrect me and bring color back to my eyes

Dying, pale-faced, sickened friend of mine

Speak with me, for the last time

Dead man, show me where you rest your head

So I know not to follow any trace of your footsteps

Gravedigger, I watched you take a breath

And as the color left your face, the earth became your bed

This is the end, of your existence

But my own fate, lies in the palm of my hands

So every breath, moves with steps

To keep you far from me

There’s no escaping the truth

There’s no coming back for you

I feel death’s hands wrapped around

My neck, but dear God, I want to live instead

Only I will watch my veins run dry, and give out

Are we alone in life? Or only when we die?

Maybe with death will come a light, to be spread

Over the sky and bring the end of something beautiful

Maybe my life is meant to chase

A God without a face, to build me as I’m meant to be

Oceans flood my, bruised and red eyes

As I awake and see the sun

Maybe with death will come

A light to be spread over the sky