Paroles de Limbø

I was happy Wherever I was I was happy At peace I knew that everyone I cared about was alright I knew it Time didn't mean anything Nothing had form But I was still me And I was warm And I was loved And I was finished Complete I-I don't understand theology or dimensions, any of it, really But I think I was in heaven And now I'm not I was torn out of there Pulled out by my friends Everything here is hard and bright and violent Everything I feel, everything I touch This is Hell