With you I sleep undistracted, but when daylight dyes our room... These walls start to bleed; they drip venom in our words and I spew the unthinkable out: This should not be, there is no last attempt It ends now, the clash of two rivals; pa**ion and contempt Wake me up and leave a rose before you go Its fragrance will charm you again when it withers beside your stone In the wake of this madness I feel reborn, revived by the air I share with no-one But is this my deliverance or your revenge? Now each day brings a deafening silence and when colours fade to one, they attack; yearning and remorse Tear me down from the trail I walk alone Without direction, without control In the wake of this madness I feel reborn, revived by the air I share with no-one But is this my deliverance or your revenge? My lungs burn with your breath and yet my soul suffocates without It's the paradox of two.... In the wake of this madness I feel reborn. revived by the air I share with no-one But is this my deliverance or your revenge?