The limits of being a vessel

Living in your nightmare, there’s nothing more to hope
Awakening of your ghost is filling up the whole
Fragments of some whispers, unlimited fate
What once has destroyed you, never will live up to your hate

Ghost is waking
It breaks the hateline
Begging for my
Gestures till I fly out of anger
Fly out of anger and try
I just try
I just try
I just try
I try to cry.

The limits of being a vessel are unwittingly high.
Devour all your doubts that lead you out of line.
Live and see
All the dreams are yours now
Live and see

Live and see
All the dreams are yours now
Live and see