Edge of the Blade - Epica

Time to break through the anger

Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth

Incinerating hands that touched your graceful face

In their mysterious ways

The scorching scars have left an everlasting visual trace

Now they’re blinding, and rewinding

(Edge of the blade)

Time to break through the anger

Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth

Cherish your hunger for resentment and dismay

And then come out to play

Cascading colors, meticulously all washed away

Time for choosing not for losing

Defying the fire reviving within

Time to break through

Your walls are soaring high

They are disarranging

The surface on which we build our own lie

(Edge of the blade)

Time to break through the anger

Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth

Your wish for virtual perfection seems inane

But try and you will evolve

Your paragon possessed your inner self to no avail

No more waiting, no debating

Defying the fire reviving within

Time to break through

Your walls are soaring high

They are disarranging

The surface on which we build our own lie

Don’t throw your life away

Remain the same

Watch your back, now feel the heat

You’ve fooled the world one more time

And now that you’ve seen with open eyes

All of us are incomplete

It’s time to break through

Your walls are soaring high

You can even try to

Break through the perfect state of mind

And now you break through

You’ll reach beyond the sky

You should never, ever build on the surface made of lies

(Edge of the blade)

Time to break through the anger

Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth