It seems there’s still a part of me
That I am yet to see
Just don’t know what it feels to be free
My only friend who could it be
All my life my only obsession is to be
My only friend who could it be
Mark my words the end is yet to be
Hold my hand and together we will be free
The after life of the unborn
The prophecy is the return
Losing me was never part of the deal
My existence has so much yet to reveal
The dance of decadence have imprisoned me
The splinter of madness invading me
All my life all I wanted to be
My only friend who could it be
Mark my words the end is yet to be
Hold my hand and together we will be free
The afterlife of the unborn
The prophecy is the return
