Been sitting in silence, safe inside four walls. Trying to remember the moment when we changed the rules. Do you take to your bed or do you take the cure?.
Pour some metal on your heart, my dear. The puzzle is nearing its end. Yeah, pour some metal on your heart, my love. The destruction of the world is at an end.
Summer came around early this year. And winter swung around soon after. The scent of spring was high with fear. The autumn crows call disaster. . Because the north wind blows so cold.