Fiat Lux - This Illness

What is this illness from which I die? I know it's crazy... I find out why
No one will take it as the true... I try to shake it, but it's no use

I felt it coming... I felt me go
I can't believe how it hurts me so
The way it strikes me... there's not much time
I'm really frightened... I'll find out why

Brighter than the damn, it hits me hard
I feel the numbness dragging slow, but far
It's nearly over... no fighting anymore
The truth is closer... is through the open door

Brighter than the damn, it hits me hard
I feel the numbness dragging slow, but far
It's nearly over... no fighting anymore
The truth is closer... is through the open door