Supernova

And now I close the door

Melding a resurrection

Living through every war

I underscore the pain

Windows of fantasy

shadows of expectations

drowning in agony

I set this body free

It always happens right before it's over

You light the sky up like a supernova

I believe the writings on the wall

I don't regret at all

I never played the game

Part of me will always see the sun

as if it just begun

to be the only one

who knew what I became

Walking the way I see

gateways in all directions

magical empathy

the wind it knocks me down

lost in a neutron star

ready to break a cycle

it never heals, it's gone

the moment tears in me

It always happens right before it's over

You light the sky up like a supernova

I believe the writings on the wall

I don't regret at all

I never played the game

Part of me will always see the sun

as if it just begun

to be the only one

who knew what I became

(Spoken) The ticking moments beats against me like broken waves in a desert

Lolling envy cascades beneath a yellow sky dying slowly in a casket of infinite density

Aiming too high the arrow misses and makes its mark on a setting sun

Reaching up, there is no one but the echoes of potential that rattle and bang against what could have been

Having regret, we find the ego wanting more, needing more

The frozen walls melting into the childish night

The time has come to open our eyes and be blinded by the sun.

(/Spoken)

It always happens right before it's over

You light the sky up like a supernova

I believe the writings on the wall

I don't regret at all

I never played the game

Part of me will always see the sun

as if it just begun

to be the only one

who knew what I became