Royal Hunt - The Art of Dying

We cannot tear out a single page of our life,
but we can throw the whole book in the fire.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　George Sand

Why, why should it be hard to keep on breathing?
Take what's left of me, cease this endless grieving
Is there an easy way out?

Tried, I know you tried... look, you're getting slower
Life, my friend, is not an easy ride. Quit, this fight is over
It's over now

Rest your torn'n broken heart, get ready to depart
away from pain and silent crying
Let the world go down in flames – their faces and their names -
and learn the finest art of dying
Run - no longer under siege, you're almost out of reach
Who said it's gonna hurt? They're lying!
Gone... you crossed a final line to carry out the fine,
divine... the art of dying

Hey, I've seen it all: leap while you're on fire
Right – you hit the wall, now pray and cut the wire
Your time is up