This Onward Reach Lyrics

In this turn of events I am carried under with no means to breathe.
When the sky sank so low, I could feel it then, in the twilight mask.
Fanning flames of which destroy me, yet keep me warm.
And in the fire there’s a passion that is growing short.
Agony and beauty, inseparable. Love leaves the body.
The light I no longer see illuminates the world around me.
I am lost.
A hollow contour, inside will ever be. Off course, disguised.
This weight is replete.