World Divides - The Absence

There is an aftertaste to celebrate

In the swings of my suicide

Or the lines I will draw by myself

Within the grasp, fictitious pasts, and all my doubts

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will all of you be

When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will you be

When the killing fields are cleared and this world divides?

The loss of heart becomes unbearable

And a vanishing point becomes intact

So when a six foot drop is my best

I will expect nothing less than a soldier’s death

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will all of you be

When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will you be

When the killing fields are cleared and this world divides?

There is an aftertaste to celebrate

In the swings of my suicide

Or the lines I’ve drawn

At last for redemption

And finally for my forgiveness

In the end this bitterness bends

Simply encased in my withered hands

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will all of you be

When the killing fields are cleared and the world divides?

How can you see through the shadows

With the blinding light (Burning in your eyes)

So where will you be

When the killing fields are cleared and this world divides?