TITLE: THE WAKE (OUT OF THE SAND) ​[INTRO]

TITLE: THE WAKE (OUT OF THE SAND)
​[INTRO]
(Som de vento seco e uma guitarra elétrica solitária, com um toque de "slide" de Blues)
​[VERSE 1]
I open my eyes... I don't know where I am
The hit of the sun is burning my face
My lips are dry, I’m tasting the sand
Trying to cover the light, trying to find my place
I’m in the desert, the heat is insane
I don’t understand how I got here at all...
​[VERSE 2]
I struggle to remember through the fire in my brain
But the air is a desert, and the sky is a wall
Suddenly a drop of sweat begins to slide
It touches my lip, a salt-water tide
Reminds me I’m breathing, reminds me of the pain
A single spark of life in this dry domain.
​[CHORUS - THE CORE]
Whoever left me here is waiting for the end
Waiting for the desert to break what it can't bend
I’m searching my memory, what kind of hell did I fall?
Am I the one they hate? The target on the wall?
Is it not enough that luck was never on my side?
Fighting for the title of the most hated of them all?
​[VERSE 3]
I try to stand, but my strength is gone
So I drop to my chest and I crawl on and on
It doesn't matter how, it only matters that I try
I won't let this sun watch me lay down and die
I moan, I scream, I twist in the dust
Fighting my mind because I simply must.
​[CHORUS]
Whoever left me here is waiting for the end
Waiting for the desert to break what it can't bend
I’m searching my memory, what kind of hell did I fall?
Am I the one they hate? The target on the wall?
Is it not enough that luck was never on my side?
Fighting for the title of the most hated of them all?
​[BRIDGE]
(A música fica mais tensa, o ritmo da bateria acelera)
A voice tells me "Stop, it’s useless to fight"
But a single tear rolls down, a cold-blooded sign
"Fuck it all," I say, this isn't my grave
I’m more than the victim, I’m more than a slave
The night is coming, it’s easier to see
The bastards who tried to bury me!
​[FINAL CHORUS - MAXIMUM ENERGY]
Whoever left me here is waiting for the end
Waiting for the desert to break what it can't bend
I’m searching my memory, what kind of hell did I fall?
Am I the one they hate? The target on the wall?
Is it not enough that luck was never on my side?
Fighting for the title of the most hated of them all?
​[VERSE 12 - THE TWIST]
(A música para subitamente, fica apenas um som agudo e eletrónico)
The light’s getting stronger, it’s burning my eyes
A chaos of voices, a million goodbyes
Shadows are moving, everything's blurring and white
The sand is dissolving into the artificial light...
​[OUTRO]
(Som rítmico de um monitor cardíaco: bip... bip... bip...)
I force my body to move, reaching for the sound
I’m grabbing the voices, no longer ground-bound
I’m in a hospital... a goddamn hospital room
Waking from the silence...
Waking from the coma's gloom.

Blues-Rock Pesado (Estilo Gary Clark Jr. ou Dorothy), female, blues