Ornaments From The Well

The day that we died he started talking again
Laid there and dried, new flowers become his head
Staring inside, the mirror is open again
You were the last but not the first

Dead space like an omen
Violent our encounter
Cuts like an ocean
Pain, it lasts forever
Still faith in me is swelling up
Inside the hollow

What did I find but blatant and towering death?
We walked the sky but we walked a severed edge
Left out in piles, the mirror is broken again
Maybe the last but not the first

Dead space like an omen
Violent our encounter
Cuts like an ocean
Pain, it lasts forever
Still faith in me is swelling up
Inside the hollow

I heard a sound that shook the well
It's not as empty as it seems
You can tell who wanders there
By the ornaments they leave

Dead space like an omen
Violent our encounter
Cuts like an ocean
Pain, it lasts forever
Still faith in me is swelling up
Inside the hollow

Ornaments from the well
Ornaments from the well
Ornaments from the well
Ornaments from the well