If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey
If memory meant anything, I'd still be coming after you
If we don't stare, then it's not there
What do you care if nothing exists to hurt you
We'd be the prey
Akin, estranged
In memory of tragedy, we'd kill to stay
Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved
In empathy of tragedy, I'd still be coming after you
If we don't stare, then it's not there
What do you care if nothing exists
We'd be the prey
We'd be the prey