I can´t stand the question written on your face
I don´t have the answer but I feel your pain.
You could have everything, have it all your way.
How much loss does it take to make you pray?

Existential baby- you kill me.
Sensorial, don´t think, just feel.

I could build a fortress around your heart,
But you´d look for hair cracks; pull it all apart.
You would destroy it before the work was done
Cos you search for pitfalls where there were none.

This is a voice from beyond the grave.
Look to the light and you will be saved.
Cast out your ghosts from tortures past,
Tricking you out of every chance.
This is a voice from beyond the grave.
Look to the light and you will be saved.
Please hear these words I have to say:
Let your chains fall away.

Existential baby- you kill me.
Sensorial, don´t think, just feel.
I´m Promethea, your sweet avenger.
Face your fears, embrace, surrender.