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