The night when she came/its always been death to their honest words/always in love with her
Night when they came & bled/he was always in other-worlds/in debt to their honest words
The columns lay in ashes drift away
Fight through the rain/against the herd/crazed by dishonest words/amazed why? Im above the blurs
Lost in a wave of hate/she was dazed by their honest words & praised by the earnest girls
The columns lay in ashes drift away
Youve seen the exact colour of my blood
Their eyes of tears/the flames unfold
Once a dream did weave a shade