[00:47.67]Oh, the empires calling,[00:49.14]Trying to hear his voice,[00:57.78]While he’s preaching to the choir,[01:05.16]And that choir is death and noise.[01:13.41]And he closes up his fist, and he sees if they exist.[01:50.37]Angels with broken wings,[01:55.71]Melodic harmonies she sings.[02:02.04]She brings you white daffodils,[02:08.58]You place them on your windowsill.[02:10.80]Then you open up your fist, and you see if they exist.[02:54.09]Well you sit in dark forests,[03:00.36]You’ve been there for quite a while.[03:01.20]And when they come to take you,[03:01.74]You just sit and smile.[03:19.35]You say, “[03:20.01]Hey, you take this.[03:25.80]I’m gonna see if you exist.”[03:59.91]Oh it’s time to leave here,[04:05.16]And I still have my knife,[04:18.18]And it’s pressed up against my body,[04:18.99]Tonights gonna be the night.[04:24.15]And I cut my own wrist, just to see if[04:31.38]I exist.