edge of the blade

Epica

(edge of the blade)
Time to break through the anger
Hunt down the remnants
Of the everlasting myth

Incinerating hands
That touched your graceful face
In their mysterious ways
The scorching scars
Have left an everlasting visual trace
Now they're blinding and rewinding

(edge of the blade)
Time to break through the anger
Hunt down the remnants
Of the everlasting myth

Cherish your hunger
For resentment and dismay
And then come out to play
Cascading colors meticulously
All washed away
Time for choosing, not for losing

Defying the fire reviving within

Time to break through
Your walls are soaring high
They are disarranging
The surface on which we build
Our own lie

(edge of the blade)
Time to break through the anger
Hunt down the remnants
Of the everlasting myth

Your wish for virtual perfection seems inane
But try and you will evolve
Your paragon possessed
Your inner self to no avail
No more waiting, no debating

Defying the fire reviving within

Time to break through
Your walls are soaring high
They are disarranging
The surface on which we build
Our own lie

Don't throw your life away
Remain the same

Watch your back, now feel the heat
You've fooled the world one more time
And now that you've seen 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 the perfect state of mind
And now you break through
You'll reach beyond the sky
You should never ever build
On the surface made of lies

(edge of the blade)
Time to break through the anger
Hunt down the remnants
Of the everlasting myth