I am informed by boredom that time has been delayed
The reason for all of this is still unclear to me
I'll use your floor and ask for more, i might have overstayed
You'll be my door to this and more, i hope there's more to see
The swarm follows her song
The queen knew all along
That we'd all die all mid-air
For her love never there
I breathe the fear and its voice, I am all out of colour
The sun was white and tried to hide, but it was not a allowed
A bullet came and asked my name. I'll try to outsmart her
I'll trace my words and race my routes each and every hour
What's all this light for?
Is there more in store?
Did the hole reach its end?
Did you find another heart to rent?
The swarm follows her song
But the queen knew all along
That we'd all die mid-air
For her love never there
The SOUL won't go HUNGry
If IT feeds on HOney
The SOUL won't go HUNGry
If IT feeds on HOney