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
(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 the world divides
There is an aftertaste to celebrate
In the swings of 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?
World divides!