Cadaver - During The End

Now he's drifting through a sharp scarlet light
From the exhausting day to a peaceful night
This is the end of mess and complexity
Beyond the fragmentic world and fatality

Floating as a falcons wing in a clear blue sky
The pleasure he's feeling now, it's the way to die
Released from his flesh and bones, only lumps of cream
Close to existence, it's just a dream?

During the end...
Breaking through...
Breaking through...
Breaking through...
Breaking through...

Breaking through...
Breaking through...
Breaking through...
Breaking through...