Prophecy - Son Lux

Tell yourself that you

Need to bleed but you

Don’t deserve this

You don’t deserve this

Tell yourself that you

Must believe but you don’t

Not a single word

Not a single word

What wish was left behind

When they shoved you aside?

What was sacred, held to flame

Till the smoke and embers came

Then you silenced all your reverie

To buried prophecy

It’s time to raise the dead

It’s time to lift your head and begin

To listen to yourself

Don’t stand in your own way

Don’t stand in your own way

I won’t stand in your way

Tomorrow will not wait

You’re out of time to tell yourself

What you need to hear

That you are not less

You don’t deserve less

Now be haunted by those promises

You once made to yourself

Now it’s time to make the bed

Time to raise your head and begin

To listen to yourself

Don’t stand in your own way

Don’t stand in your own way

I won’t stand in your way

Don’t stand in your own way

Don’t stand in your own way

I won’t stand in your way

Tomorrow will not wait