Album: All Our Kings Are Dead

Balanced, on the edge of a knife,
in love with the night,
so I'll ignore the cracks in the ice,
and i'll raise my glass,
sing a song to the end of all things
baby, cos daylight won't wait for me,

oh what has become of me?
Turn the lights out cos
I don't want to see what I've become

I'm condemned to walk the night,
and I don't care, no I don't care
cos in the morning light,
the mirror lies, cos I'm not there

Now I'm, become destroyer of worlds,
at the very least my own,
so I'll sit on the tracks and I'll wait,
and I'll raise my glass,
sing a song to the end of all things baby, but I'm drinking alone

oh what has become of me?
Turn the lights out cos
I don't want to see what I've become

I'm condemned to walk the night,
and I don't care, no I don't care
cos in the morning light,
the mirror lies, cos I'm not there
no I'm not there

You, you are the sun,
And if you are the sun,
you can keep me in the dark

What have I become?
Horns where there were none before (x2)

so just leave me in the dark

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