Discover the Clarity by Spiritual Space Lyrics
Repressing the scenes before her eyes
As black thunderclouds fill the sky
Submitted to the void, an act of grief
The quenching of the sun - The death of me
Her haggard face dug into a pillow drenched in tears
Exceeding her claimed prescription
As she emptied her jar of pills
An escape from reality to smother the greif
The aching evaporates, a precious relief
Falling back to earth abruptly
The conscience awakens reluctantly
My condition read upon a screen
A stream of fluid fills the hose
Shivers sent down my spine
What have I done?
Obligated to a phase of expertise
To calm the waves of agony
Can you feel what you can't see?
Can you see what you can't feel?
Discover the clarity beyond the state of lament
And the fated tragedy you just could not prevent
When flashbacks return I tear at the seams
What I might project is not how I feel
[Guitar Solo: Simon Burström]
I've been through hell and back, still hope I keep
The Lord of bereavement is who I hate the most
(Obscure realism, still hope I keep
Where's god when you need him the most?)
(As she reached the state of acceptance
She realized she had to let him go
She spread his ashes into the lake, freed herself from her grievous chains)
I've discovered the clarity
I'm at ease with my mind (at ease with my mind)
A closure to it all as I left my guilt and blame behind
As black thunderclouds fill the sky
Submitted to the void, an act of grief
The quenching of the sun - The death of me
Her haggard face dug into a pillow drenched in tears
Exceeding her claimed prescription
As she emptied her jar of pills
An escape from reality to smother the greif
The aching evaporates, a precious relief
Falling back to earth abruptly
The conscience awakens reluctantly
My condition read upon a screen
A stream of fluid fills the hose
Shivers sent down my spine
What have I done?
Obligated to a phase of expertise
To calm the waves of agony
Can you feel what you can't see?
Can you see what you can't feel?
Discover the clarity beyond the state of lament
And the fated tragedy you just could not prevent
When flashbacks return I tear at the seams
What I might project is not how I feel
[Guitar Solo: Simon Burström]
I've been through hell and back, still hope I keep
The Lord of bereavement is who I hate the most
(Obscure realism, still hope I keep
Where's god when you need him the most?)
(As she reached the state of acceptance
She realized she had to let him go
She spread his ashes into the lake, freed herself from her grievous chains)
I've discovered the clarity
I'm at ease with my mind (at ease with my mind)
A closure to it all as I left my guilt and blame behind