Today I would learn the art of leaving earth the calculus of sin and salvation The war I waged with death was far above my head, the winds of Heaven met the gates of Hell. The angels sang eternally, while the demons were encouraging all that was inside of me to give up hope. This is how it feels, this is how it feels. This is how it feels, this is how it feels. You were standing there, running a brush through your blonde hair, unconcerned with the affair, because you had faith. But I wish it came so easily to a boy afraid of everything, but this felt like an awakening, it felt so free. This is how it feels, this is how it feels. This is how it feels, this is how it feels. This is how it feels, this is how it feels. When the hourglass drained, I swear my world was shuttering. When the hourglass drained, I swear I felt the summer rain. When the hourglass drained, I swear it was my wedding day. When the hourglass drained, I found what I'd been missing. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... This is how it feels, this is how it feels. This is how it feels, this is how it feels, this is how it feels... For thy mortal self shall die, but from the grave we will arise and death will be described as a paper ghost.