L' Appel Du Vide

I was a king cast down, no throne nor crown
No claim to my name or my past
A sense of self-worth so immeasurably small,
In a universe stretching so vast, and so airless

Day by day my life force continued to fade
Pull me from this atrophy, restore the life blood back into my veins

Strength comes from admitting weaknesses inside us,
Staring our fears in the eye

I'd give anything
to be the one who kept composure,
to start over

And I want you to know there won't always be an answer
There won't always be a perfect ending
Is it all too late? Are we too far gone to save?
Never thought we'd walk so willing to an early grave

Haven't we suffered enough?
Haven't we shouldered the world?
The world that beat us down

I'd give anything
to be the one who kept composure,
to start over

I'm a truth unspoken
I'm a life untold
I'm a mind unbroken
Til my blood runs cold