Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Compozitori
Artiştilor

Text: Coroner. Coma.

Falling down, entering nowhere
Between our world and realm of death
I'm a drifter through unknown lands
Search for an exit out of this place

The [Incomprehensible] life so fragile it was heard as
Squeezed between [Incomprehensible] and machines
[Incomprehensible] and plastic tubes
Want to talk but I can't
Want to move but I'm nailed to the ground
[Incomprehensible]

Child of the moon, coma of light
See myself from above
Await for a final decision

Child of the moon, coma of light
See myself from above
Await for a final decision

Falling down, entering nowhere
Between our world and the realm of death
I'm a drifter through unknown lands
Search for an exit out of this place

So I lay here, going insane
What was in the past?
No one knows how to get me out
They just stand around my bed

Fill me up with all kinds of drugs
But I know there is a way
Switch off the machine to let me go
Let me sleep this time for real

Child of the moon, coma of light
See myself from above
Await for a final decision