Epica - Edge Of The Blade

(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)

Incinerating hands that touched your graceful face
In the mysterious waves
These scorching scars are the last
everlasting visual trace
Never minding, and rewinding

(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)

Cherish your hunger for resentment and dismay
And then come out to blame
Cascading colors, meticulously I wash away
Time for choosing, not for losing

Defying (defying) the fire (the fire)
Reviving within

Time to break through
Your wounds are soaring high
They are disarranging the surface
And they've driven our own lie

(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)

Your wish for virtual perfection seems in vain
It's trying to evolve
Your paragon possessed you
in a self to know a flame
No more waiting, no depending

Defying (defying) the fire (the fire)
Reviving within

Time to break through
Your wounds are soaring high
They are disarranging the surface
And they've driven our own lie

Ooh, aah
Don't throw your life away
Ooh, aah
You know the sin

Watch your back
Now feel the heat
Look for the world
One more time
And now that you see with open eyes
All of us are incomplete

It's time to break through
Your wounds are soaring high
You can even try to break through
The conflict state of mind

And now you break through
And reach beyond the sky
You should never, ever burn out
The surface made of light

(Edge of the blade)
(Time to break through the anger)
(Look for the remains of the everlasting me)