Fear for the morning of a life in dream parade Tears fall tomorrow, in autumn sun brigade Fear... Pain... And the ever falling rain Pray for the dawn
Down in the city lights of God, No more the circle turns to break, And in our moral lies we yearn to relate... For all the beauty that you're not, And
Cross me, Possess me, Cause failure is my name. Guard me, Protect me, And out of the dark comes the pain. Trust me, Inhale me, Rejection is the game
Trapped in solemn cries, Together weave departure. For all tomorrow's lies, We never walk alone... Inhale the world's demise, The ashes of our martyrs
Come down, my child, Take me to the core of the flame. The world denied, Poisoned by the turn of the game. One early morning, I woke, and sorrow gave
Out in the rain, Take all my pain, Save me for the world won't stop! Scars to remain, Cursed by thy name, Your tears are violent! No sleep all night,
, And the serpents are born. And we thought Jesus felt regret... Break down, my friend, Awake when Morpheus calls. In trance, we await the end, To tear
Pandemonium, For the pain that's yet to come. Fear will lead you, To the outside of the storm. Sanctimonium, For the flood is yet to come. Pain will guard
the end of light, a snow white blame a broken girl in neon rain the next in line, drink acid rain tickle spiders when they crawl so testify a murder'
war - where we go, where we hide, where we turn war - where we run, where we ride, where we burn comfort the blind serpents to God pray for the night
Fallen we are, Pale horizon, Meet me when the waters gain. Out in the dark, Fear of the night, So constantly afraid. Sunken we are, Storm arising, Leave
if you could see where the diamonds grow or turn a stone to gold if you could heal an abandoned soul would your word be sold? if you could sing with
one night we stole the sky the moon was bright, our sorrow pale one night we left behind the moralized, the sons of Cain one night we sold the sky the
the hour, Inhale a different light, Divide the stars from the night! The river flows, the morning cries the end. The wind won't blow, to sanctify defense. The tears
we are the serpents that crawl through the night we are the veins of this town we are the valleys in metropolitan light and we drown we are tunnels that
poor old God has died when they took his feet take another breath of a faint belief saw him on your trace and he'll take no rest paid to be the first
today the dawn has come to tell a tale of fortune traders they came from far beyond the waves the other night they spoke the curse and put their masquerade
burn your eyes in me save your breath for the set of dawn will we ever leave? close your eyes to see never trust! they would kill the first Lucifer
