Light With A Sharpened Edge

Free from the torment of sin, All this I'm giving up, Much as the sun would decide to give in, Exploding to orange, And here are the voices singing praises with hymns, Mark the birth of a change, Free from the torment of sin, All this I'm giving up. It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? (Over and over again, Light with the sharpened edge, Cuts through the black empty space we call sky) Beginning the cycle that stays, And I know in my heart we all die, Like the day and the night, Like the sun in the sky, All this I'm giving up. It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? (Who am I now?) Is there another side? Beyond the black and white, A place I could meet you by, A place on the other side I'll let you know when I go I'll let you know when I go When I'm gone. It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? It's not me, Buried right against my soul, It's not me, So who am I now? (Is there another side, beyond the black and white? Who am I now?)