Out Of The Coma - Comus

Somebody's talking about me

Voices drift In and out Inside I'm screaming

But nothing comes out

I cannot 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