Distant sounds escape the void where our voices once could speak Find escape in scars and faded souls taking form Injecting hope to lift our heads Forming the eyes of a sudden storm But can we call it home? Another breath disposed Graves are growing closer every gust With secrets I keep from you Folding space as we ascend beyond Is it the call? When do we fall? Reborn in you I am not among this trail of living thoughts, keeps you alone Will we wipe these pages clean? Losing faith in consciousness, Now I am born in moving words My life transcended Folding space as we ascend beyond Is it the call? When do we fall? Reborn in you The purest form of a soul is made To count the toll of beauty's fall The end is all I want The Fall of Aphonia