Somebody's talking about me
Voices drift in and out inside I'm screaming
But nothing comes out
I can not 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!