He Used to Rap About the Apocalypse... Letra

And the fragments of the phrase
It seems that no amount of love
Could ever blind me to my truth

So what have I left to show
But this vacant pedestal
Where once when I was young
I kept a name

Now I cradle your remains
This broken crown and tattered cloth
How could something so profound
Just hang in death right in front of me
I tell myself it can't be real
It can't be real, but still I know

So what have I left to show
I don't feel you anymore
So far away, so distant
I lost your name

Rain, wash over me
Reign - watch over me

It's time to leave you behind
It's time for me to take your place
It's time to rip apart your story
And write one of my own