He looked up to the sky and he screamed
Where's my fucking miracle
If you’re really a king? "
He takes a breath at the edge of the sea
Pleading for his life to matter more
Waiting for an answer or a cure
Begging for the surge
To wash him from the shore

Don’t wake me
Break me
Out of this grave that I dug
I’m waiting
Praying
But when will enough be enough?
Will I ever find peace in this place?
The house of the damned
Is my only escape
What's this grace and why can’t I believe
Theres purpose in this process
That only you can see
Only you can see

Don’t wake me
Break me
Out of this grave that I dug
I’m waiting
Praying
But when will enough be enough?