Sucking back my last desperate breath
This is taking forever, and ever
Road turns red as my world goes black
Falling backwards down a tunnel
There's no light at the end
Flashing memories, like a home movie
But the screen is ripped
And the reel is bent
Recollections of the things I thought I had forgotten
Some in colour
Some in black and white
I'm picked up off the ground, but still motionless and down
Feels like I'm floating above the crowd
So peaceful without sound. Weightless above the ground
The worlds problems disappear
Am I still eating for the end? The light is getting closer
Will I be buried in the dirt? Blood shot and buried vision
With the last thunderbolt cracked upon my chest, I see things clearer
Fire and brimstone or heaven?