It's getting dark, the shadow's growing
Little Children, run home
Who do you hope to speak to
Only your thoughts remain on the other line
Everlost in your dreams
Evermore ignorant to the devil, standing right beside you
Watching you burn
You feel the itch, the phantom pain
Where is it? Where is it?
Undeniable, irrefutable, pain
So break your bones, cut the glass
Thrash around, till you're still
Try to rid the parasite eating your brain
Do you think they still sing for you
Only one can conduct the choir
Only you
So tell them, show them your chords
And they'll sing Forever