Dust in the air, breath in my chest, The world feels thin tonight, I walk a line I never blessed, Between the dark and light. No map to follow, no sign to see, Just echoes drawing near, Every step remembers me, Every silence hears. ... No promise waits ahead of me, No hand to pull me through, Every moment bends the key, Every truth is due. ... When the night decides my fate, I won’t beg, I won’t run, I’ll stand still at heaven’s gate, Till the final beat is done. If I fall, let it be clean, Let the quiet take control, Somewhere in the in-between, I lay down my soul. ... I lay down my soul… I lay down my soul… ... Hands are shaking, time is slow, The air is thick with sound, Every truth I used to know Is breaking underground. I was never built to stay, Never meant to hold, I learned too late what silence weighs, And what it’s worth to fold. ... No warning in the fall, No mercy in the tone, What answers every call Is facing it alone. ... When the night decides my fate, I won’t beg, I won’t run, I’ll stand still at heaven’s gate, Till the final beat is done. If I break, let it be clean, Let the quiet take control, Somewhere in the in-between, I lay down my soul. ... If I’m only made of scars, Let them burn slow and bright, If the dark decides who we are, I won’t fight the night. ... When the night decides my fate, And the ground begins to breathe, I won’t fear what I create, I won’t fear what waits for me. No return, no guiding role, Just the echo growing cold, In the quiet after all, I lay down my soul. ... No witness, no design, Just a moment passing through, I was never meant to shine, Only meant to choose.
