We awoke
Sure enough after the fire
Jumped out
Of a cold doubt
Your sorry eyes
Dove right back into the mire
Cut out
Of a long drought
Oooh lost, lost again
The day he should've lived life unarmed slipped away
His best-laid hopes had fallen far through the crest of the wave
The light at dusk leaves me shattered
The light of morning turns him out
Of a widow's house
Where I wear a mask
And smell blood
He's spellbound, sordid doubts in the fire
So now... now...
Betrayed, he watched all his time burn and drowned in malaise
Slow down... down...
Today, he'd fallen far through the crest of the wave
He knelt down, a torn devout on the pyre
So drown... drown... drown...
The day had fallen far through the crest of the wave
