Beyond The Realms Of Death

He had enough, he couldn't take anymore.
He'd found a place in his mind and slammed the door.
No matter how they tried, they couldn't understand.
They washed and dressed him, fed him by hand.

I've left the world behind.
I'm safe here in my mind.
Free to speak with my own kind.
This is my life, this is my life.
I'll decide not you.

Withdrawn he'd sit there, stare blank into space.
No sign of life would flicker on his face.
Until one day he smiled, it seemed as though with pride.
The wind kissed him "goodbye" and then he died.

I've left the world behind.
I'm safe here in my mind.
Free to speak with my own kind.
This is my life, this is my life.
I'll decide not you.

Keep the world with all its sin.
It's not fit for livin' in.
I will start again.
It can take forever and ever and ever and ever but I'll still win.

How many like him are there still?
But to us, all seem to have lost the will.
They lie in thousands.
Plagued and lost, is nothing worth this bitter cost?

I've left the world behind.
I'm safe here in my mind.
Free to speak with my own kind.
This is my life, this is my life.
I'll decide not you.

Keep the world with all its sin.
It's not fit for livin' in.

Beyond the realms of death.