Saddening the ghost, I lay my hands down at my sides and dream the words to say
Spell to bring invisible, a better way
To stop the light from slicing through his skin
And the bleeding memories from Asian spars
I wait to listen to the scars
Surrounded by the serenade
A symphony of screams between the walls
Where I have come to hide
To wait for him to hear me on the other side

What sacrifice, what sacrifice, would frame the air to hold him still?
To paint the shadows with a touch
Restore the colors time would dim
See him come to life again
What sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice
What sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice?
See him come to life again