Warn only those who choose to hear a disappearing trail of death. So spare me your sentiments and accept me as I am. Salvation reaches out through familiar screams, begging me to stay. Reserve your mourning for the dead who wish they had but one day left. No need to waste your grief on me, I’m with you now. Will the ones I love forgive me for leaving too soon? Caught in the space between paradise and plague, there’s nowhere I’d rather be than with you. Warn only those who choose to hear a disappearing trail of death. Abandon the hope you had and accept me as I am. No one could save me, I was born inside my grave.