Shadow of Shadows

I remember you but you don't know me I have nightmares when you quietly sleep I think about that day The shape of you moving in the rain Isn't it strange what one moment can do To a life you never knew I tried to bury what I couldn't say Pressed it beneath the years until today You forgot my name But I still have a debt to pay Your face is cold, your eyes are cruel You’re the shadow of shadows — I won’t call you I’ll tear the roots of hope from memory away So I won’t try to bring back yesterday And when tomorrow arrives, I'll be free No trace of you will remain in me If only you could see what you did Would you ask forgiveness and plead But your hands are cold Your mouth stood open With words you never told Never to be spoken Now look at you — when you can't run When you can't follow me into the dark I took back the night and I took back the sun I gave back the curse that had me marked Are you still breathing? I can't see you under all that bleeding I tried to bury what I couldn't say Spent so many years being afraid But now you're silent Now you're mine And it feels so good to watch you die Your face is cold, your eyes are cruel You’re the shadow of shadows — I won’t call you I’ll tear the roots of hope from memory away So I won’t try to bring back yesterday And when tomorrow arrives, I'll be free No trace of you will remain in me If only you could see what you did Would you ask forgiveness and plead But your hands are cold Your mouth stood open With words you never told Never to be spoken Look at me I'm still breathing I'm still screaming I'm still here And you're— NOT And I buried you that day Where you will rot and decay But I won't forget your name I'll curse it by the flames one last time Your face is cold, your eyes are cruel You’re the shadow of shadows — I won’t call you I tore the roots of hope from memory away Now there's nothing left of you to take And when tomorrow comes, I'll still be free You died with nothing left of you in me If only you could see what you did Would you beg for mercy from the thing you made? But your hands are oh so cold Your mouth stood open With words you never told Never to be spoken If only you could feel what it means to be broken