Time and Trauma

I've seen the devil in many of my days
Lately I've decorated far too many graves
Put death down and tried to walk into the sun
Without the flames igniting me all at once

Time and trauma both follow me
One in the ocean, the other in the sea
What is the difference to me?
I am now a statue, that's fallen to his knees
And what is the difference to me?
I am now a statue, that's fallen to disease

I've seen the devil in many of my days
Lately I've decorated far too many graves
Put death down and tried to walk into the sun
Without the flames igniting me all at once

Time and trauma both follow me
One in the ocean, the other in the sea
What is the difference to me?
I am now a statue, that's fallen to his knees
And what is the difference to me?
I am now a statue, that's fallen to disease

Pick up the pieces, breathe
The bleeding will remind the spark
Don't let the chaos stop the heart

What is the difference to me
I am now a statue, that's fallen to his knees
And what is the difference to me
I am now a statue, that's fallen to disease

I've seen the devil in many of my days
Lately I've decorated far too many graves