The Artificials - Soul Catcher

It was an ominous awakening built into a dream
With the back of heads in view
Not a single sight foreseen
Chest beating through a par alytic state

I'm conscious but seemingly not awake
To a world I can't possibly want to be hereafter

My soul's keeper
The flesh that binds
Paralyzed
Barred in time to dwell in your ploys

Death, your sword is made of the ashes of what once was
The bread I consume prepares me for battle
Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance in what we do not see
As my soul rescinds to it's keeper
I'll find hope in the place that we grieve

Faith is confidence in what we hope for I will remain awakening and assurance in what we do not see
Human law requires that I stay
I'm saving my escape for the heavens one day