They start to rise up from the ground. They're going to kill everyone in town. Then from the hills we're under attack. . I see the bloodlust in their eyes.
Scarred, open wounds, the needle, it dances and glows through the skin.. All the lights that burn so bright and the light we see at night. The light has faded, through the windows.
Is a lie just the truth?. Uncovered and relinquished. A passion for all young fools. Is a lie for their truth?. A question left unanswered. To feed the failure of our choices.