Comus
Текст песни Out Of The Coma

Somebody's talking about me.
Voices drift in and out, inside I'm screaming,
But nothing comes out...
I cannot move or respond. I feel nothing; I am numb to the world.
Life like a dream runs right past me,
Fragmented, distorted and blurred.
Then slowly, I awaken. Out of oblivion, my dormant soul is shaken.

Out of the coma - like being exhumed.
Out of the coma - rising up out of the tomb.

A slit of light penetrates my eyelids,
Shapes become sharper, sounds become clear.
Like floating up from the bottom of the ocean,
Hold still as the surface tension's broken.

Out of the coma - through the darkness rising.
Out of the coma - into a second lifetime.
Like a volcano - from the depths erupting.
Out of the coma.

Somebody's talking about me.
Only the tubes reach inside me, feeding and draining my flesh.
How many years have I slept by, cocooned in a living death?
Then slowly, I awaken. Out of oblivion, my dormant soul is shaken.

I writhe into rhythmic breathing,
My mind finds its focus; every nerve is exposed and raw.
Like an orphan of the underworld,
A phantom from the dark abyss crawls out across the threshold.

Out of the coma - through the darkness rising.
Out of the coma - into a second lifetime.
Like a volcano - from the depths erupting.
Out of the coma, out of the coma, out of the coma, out of the coma.

Somebody's talking about me..........