If my world was on trial
And the sky was in flames, could I
Build you an empire and smother it in hope?
If all dreams were shadows
Breaking out of the dark, could I
Build you an Eden to be buried in regret?
Should a father stand his ground
Until the bitter end, let a
Child in bloom behold their haven slither into gloom
These dark places where nobody goes
Faces nobody knows, if I
Only had the chance to spend these moments - with you
Now I'm staring at the warranty of afterlife from bad men, to mad men
I am standing on a cliff compelled to light it up the fine print, yet I'm
Bleeding out, bleeding out, seeding only wrath around me, while I'm
Pouring out, pouring out, pouring out the poison in me
If a man was a mountain
Between two black seas
Could the sickness grown within become a chamber of relief?
Shall the blackness it holds
Be a beacon for the weaker
And the rage firmly caged the power to overcome
Now I'm staring at the warranty of afterlife from bad men, to mad men
I am standing on a cliff compelled to light it up the fine print, yet I'm
Bleeding out, bleeding out, seeding only wrath around me, while I
Pouring out, pouring out, pouring out the poison in me
Speak to me
Does it come with a fare?
Speak to me
To lay open and bare
Talk to me
Did I pass your trial?
Better than in denial
While my bloodline ran dry
Now you're staring at the warranty of afterlife from bad men, to mad men
You're standing on a cliff compelled to light it up the fine print, Yet I'm
Yet you're bleeding out, seeding only wrath around you
While you're pouring out, pouring out, pouring out the poison in you
For the last time
The last night around