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Waking up in my bunk but not alone

Wide open eyes are staring at me

“How can it be, that he’s still alive?

No one should survive such brutality”

Dead tired and I can hardly move

Yet I feel my wounds are healing

Deep inside sinews and muscles grow

I try to stand but still my head is reeling

The pain doesn’t cease

I pray for death’s sweet release

I will go with ease

If only I can find peace

Something pulls me back

From the Brink of Mortality

Filling me with life

On the Brink of Mortality

Back from the dead, how can that be?

I’m alive but my body’s been broken

He told me that I should wander endlessly

Is there some arcane truth to those words spoken?

Dead tired and I can hardly move

Yet I feel my wounds are healing

Deep inside sinews and muscles grow

I try to stand but still my head is reeling

Back from the dead, how can that be?

I’m alive but my body’s been broken

He told me that I should wander endlessly

Is there some arcane truth to those words spoken?

The pain doesn’t cease

I pray for death’s sweet release

I will go with ease

If only I can find peace

Something pulls me back

From the Brink of Mortality

Filling me with life

On the Brink of Mortality

Something pulls me back

From the Brink of Mortality

Filling me with life

On the Brink of Mortality