After the Burial Follow

I have been to the edge before, at the end of the world*
But there is nothing for me so I guess I'll just turn around
I will follow my footsteps back home
Still the same as before, but there is nothing for me
So I Guess I'll just turn around
Can't you see that I'm suffocating?
In a world that means nothing to me
My only hope is disintegrating
Wishing someone could carry the weight for me
Can't you see that the ends beginning?

Because hope is a word, that I forgot was feeling
So please hold onto me and I won't let you go
We are nothing more than memories
I'll find the meaning inside this doubt
I will see this through
I'm frozen in time, encased in ice
Break me apart so I can breathe again

I have been to the edge before, at the end of the world*
But there is nothing for me so I guess I'll just turn around
I will follow my footsteps back home