We fed the light
And built a pyre
With our flesh and bones
A dream too short
Such a bitter dawn
You shot me down
Back at the shore
Just empty words
Just empty words
Smoke and mirrors
Just empty words
Smoke and mirrors
Lines in the sand
Buried by the wind
Vanish with no sound
Lies in our sins
Berries from our tree
Withered in our skin
A scar with no key
Lines in the stand
Buried by the wind
Vanish with no sound
Your star slowly dimmed
Are we dead already
Our specters danced around me
