מילים לשיר The Great Distance – Rapture

a noise quieter than a dying breath mirrors on the blank side of the paper a need to control this suicide
something i'll never quite understand what would heal these holes
marks left by the feeding needle tonight the bullets turn into keys and we escape
this was the day of losing control a sea of silence where i go stuck somewhere between a blick and a tear
and the great distance maybe it was just a ghost of a voice i thought i once heard maybe it was a memory maybe nothing of the like i thought i saw creeping by maybe nothing "Better to die, and to sleep
The never waking sleep, than linger on, And dare to live, when the soul's life is gone."
(Sophocles (496BC-406-5BC)).