How does my heart still breathe while this poison flows through my veins ? How do I still dream when envy has pierced my wings ? How many knives has life hidden behind a smiling face ? How many broken prayers have trembling tongues whispered ? Like a spell , a whisper devours my soul , even the flowers upon my path have learned to weep , I am the sea ... If they wish to drown within me, let them drown . Let their darkness sink into the depths of my shadows . Until the moon drowned in my chest and I faded away. But if they try to suffocate me , I will return as a whisper of wind in the night , gliding over the sea to extinguish their flames .