Text: Koop. Sons Of Koop. Once Britten.

Can I ease my pain
Hurting real time
Can I ease my pain
Behaves like a constant

Pionneers my veins
Without permissions
Pionneers my veins
Under your command

I'm dreaming
You're bleeding

Brand new chest chase
Strong becomes weak or even less
Fading grace
Going, going, gone

Can I ignore myself, no
I need remedy
Make my world go sane
And reappear
I'm dreaming
You're bleeding (x ?)