I choose the pain that burns me
I choose the blood that stains my hands
Embraced the thorn that wounds me
Blinded that I might understand

What I was and what I have become
What I'll be when I join the pieces into one
Fallen brightest of the bright
To carry the light

We choose the paths we follow
We choose the fall so far from grace
Cast down to find our own way
We choose the will to make ourselves

What we were yeah what we have become
What we'll be when we join the pieces into one
Fallen brightest of the bright
To carry the light

Oh back to you
Oh back to the one
Oh back to you
Oh I'm 93 million miles from the sun

Fallen brightest of the bright
To carry the light