There's nothing left to gain. You have just been led. . The kill, after death, the kill. . The shit you were promised. Means nothing now you're dead. .
A fire's beneath the cloak of night has our minds in control. We guard them with our weary eyes and we watch them grow. When the time is right. And we're ready to begin.
The life has gone from this room. There is no future for me here. There was dancing and the mood. Shifted from tender to a lifeless beat. . Needless happy as in June.
Tap your glass let us see you unfold. Shall I, tap my glass and give it my all. We could, tap our glasses let ourselves go now.. . Tap my glass, raise my voice.