Ornaments from the Well

The day that we died he started talking again
 Laid there and dried, new flowers become his head
 Staring inside, the mirror is open again
 You were the last but not the first
 Dead space like an omen
 Violent our encounter
 Cuts like an ocean
 Pain it lasts forever
 Still faith in me is swelling up
 Inside the hollow
 What did I find but blatant and towering death?
 We walked the sky but we walked a severed edge
 Left out in piles the mirror is broken again
 Maybe the last but not the first
 Dead space like an omen
 Violent our encounter
 Cuts like an ocean
 Pain it lasts forever
 Still faith in me is swelling up
 Inside the hollow
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 I heard a sound that shook the well
 It's not as empty as it seems
 You can tell who wanders there
 By the ornaments they leave
 Dead space like an omen
 Violent our encounter
 Cuts like an ocean
 Pain it lasts forever
 Still faith in me is swelling up
 Inside the hollow
 Ornaments from the well
 Ornaments from the well
 Ornaments from the well
 Ornaments from the well