Everything in time
Set your eyes upon the shallow surface
Hollow out your mind
How divine, you disengage your self

Tell me
Tell me of your consolation
Tell me
I am lost in the gray
Tell me that your final home is not a'
A shot in the dark
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don't end in the heart of a graveyard, of a graveyard

Set aside your soul
Let tomorrow realize itself

Tell me
Tell me of your consolation
Tell me
I am lost in the gray
Tell me that your final home is not a'
A shot in the dark
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don't end in the heart of a graveyard, of a graveyard

(Of a graveyard)
Tell me that your final home is not a...
A shot in the dark
(Of a graveyard)
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don't end in the heart...

Brace for the ending you may not see
Will you stop descending
Six shallow feet

Tell me
Tell me of your consolation
Tell me
I am lost in the gray

Tell me that your final home is not a'
A shot in the dark
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don't end in the heart of a graveyard, of a graveyard

(Of a graveyard)
Tell me that your final home is not a...
A shot in the dark
(Of a Graveyard)
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don't end in the heart...


'I can't wrap my head around the idea of eternal nothingness after death. To me it seems like a much harder pill to swallow than a continued existence. Not to mention, a Hell of a lot less to look forward to. For every bit of joy that life has to offer, there seems to be a substantial amount of hardship and strain. Without the hope of some divine resolution, the journey seems gainless. Some will see it as a delusional faith, but who wants to die with a half-empty glass'' - Ryan Clark