My tragic life was ended beneath a sheet of red
Intentional decent, a mouth full of poison
Don't kiss the messenger whose talent was wasted
For you to know my name, I am grateful
Hope destroyed my time borrowed!
Hearts betrayed and souls followed!
Life escapes without hesitation!
Whenever one sees the next revelation!
Running away didn't save me from my game!
I heard a voice cry out your name!
I've lost expired, until death had said
It all ends in fire, mark my words: it's not as romantic as you think
Cause you can't hide from me this time
A delicate specimen you are gave up before you even tried
Too timid to own up to your crimes
You can't come back and do it again!
A fatalist takes rest on a bed of silk
Pressed woven coins descend over my eyes
Upon the crowd bestowed like a pale, cold, silent dish
Talked about in past tense by familiar voices!
A reckless drum beats in my chest!
Destroys the room in dystopian sobs!
Clutched my side and in waving arms!
The crowd reveres and begins to detest!
So mother grab your crucifix!
Your boy rises and opens his eyes!
I've lost expired, until death had said
It all ends in fire, mark my words: it's not as romantic as you think
Cause you can't hide from me this time
A delicate specimen you are gave up before you even tried
Too timid to own up to your crimes
You can't come back and do it again!
Indigo veins of formaldehyde
I flew the depths of the blackest corridor (Yea!)
Hot as hell in the silence!
My feet burn on the hot coals. I rocked the cradle with my bones!
They poured the sounds into my life again!
The light of patience has died (Has died)
In the eyes of last night's sunset
I won't be too long. I'll sing this in song
I just want to say thanks and goodbye!
It all ends in fire, mark my words: it's not as romantic as you think
Cause you can't hide from me this time
A delicate specimen you are gave up before you even tried
Too timid to own up to your crimes
(Your crimes! Your crimes!)
It all ends in fire, mark my words: it's not as romantic as you think
Cause you can't hide from me this time (Yea!)
A delicate specimen you are gave up before you even tried
Too timid to own up to your crimes
You can't come back and do it again!