Edge Of The Blade - Epica
Incinerating hands that touched your graceful face
In the mysterious ways
These scorching scars are last the everlasting visual drains
Never minding and rewinding
(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)
Cherish your hunger for resentment and dismay
And then come out to play
Cascading colors meticulously I'll wash away
Time for choosing not for losing
Defying (defying) the fire (the fire)
Reviving within
Time to break through
Your walls are soaring high
They are disarranging the surface
And we're tripping in our own lie
(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)
Your wish for virtual perfection seems in vain
It's trying to evolve
Your paragon possessed you in a self [?] of way
No more waiting no depending
Defying (defying) the fire (the fire)
Reviving within
Time to break through
Your walls are soaring high
They are disarranging the surface
And we're tripping in our own lie
Ooh aah
Don't throw your life away
Ooh aah
You know the sin
Watch your back
Now feel the heat
Look for the world
One more time
And now can't you see 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
A perfect state of mind
And now you break through
You reach beyond the sky
You should never ever burn out
The surface is made of light
(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)