Between the lines whispers trace down your spine

You breathe out on the surface, mirrors trace you, mirrors trace you

You exhale, they sigh

When you breathe out on the surface

You dance between the lines

So abandoned, we're like islands

Inside your storm, tossed aside

So abandoned, we're like islands

Your death flowers outshine

Between the pages, torn truth stretched in time

Can't leave us be, in the silence, oh in the silence

She stands so empty, left for your mockery

Between the pages

Don't you want me? Don't you want me?

So abandoned, we're like islands

Inside your storm, tossed aside

So abandoned, we're like islands

Your death flowers outshine the source beside their hearts

Burning colder, in the fire

You carry the serpents in your belly

Don't you want me? Don't you want me?

Your death flowers