L'appel Du Vide

What if What if The world came crashing down What if What if The earth just broke beneath your feet When death piques my interest I begin to contemplate every possibility at my hands What are the chances What are the chances Cause I can't keep living like this I can hear the call I can see the waves I can feel the trembles I can smell the fear One day when the world takes me May I hope the consequences be fair One day when the reapers take me May they give me mercy May they give me mercy When the waves pull me in May they give me mercy When the waves pull me in So pick me up Off the ground And let me breathe deep Curious Contemplate Beckoning my soul But what this means to me Is that the world has consequences What it feels to have a disposable fate A disposable fate A disposable fate Have you ever Looked death in the face Have you ever Felt the need to see Have you ever Felt your soul leave you So pick me up Off the ground And let me breathe deep Curious Contemplate Beckoning my soul I can't believe my eyes What a tragedy I hope I never see this fate Somebody save me