Throw myself into the swarm just to take revenge on the severed survivors I close my eyes and hope that somehow it is dead the hopeless, the wounded, the survivors take their toll run fast through the wake remaining glimpses of what could have been but I still break when the truth hits the light of day the sirens are screaming for my blood it's all up to you as I walk into the edge why are you sorry for this world? why can't you get it right? and I know I'm running out of hope... waiting for the red, I strike out at you don't walk away, don't fade from my life, because I need the embrace we're still running out of time if I burnt out my eyes, would I then see regret? cut down the other side of my apology this audience is not how it seems no rain falling, the clouds move aside and I wonder how I have never noticed this light upon my face