Из альбома: Lighthouse
Flamethrower, don't burn me
Ivy twisted, crawling up my face
This inflection up to my chest
See the metallic stars
Falling down
Dear flamethrower
Listen to this spell
These mirrors, is this what I want?
Bring me to the dusty catacombs
Razor this one down
This is true
Break
Flame
Thrower
She is now gone
Dear Queen,
Call the Gods
Self-injections now