Из альбома: Horizons
Virtue is lost
Beyond this sleek veneer
beneath the neon existence
her face is grey
and everything she longs for turns to black
the chemicals bring little vindication
and white lines lave every vein
does she realize what she has become?
But she's not walking and she's still failing
But she's not walking
She's still failing
Follow the sirens' song to face this empty cycle
searching the darkest nights
searching the silence
and does it make you sick?
"can you hear me, is she conscious?"
does it make you feel beautiful?
Bloodshet under the streetlight
and does it make you sick?
"Oh god, we've got a bleeder here"
Does it make you beautiful?
Heartbreak under the streetlight
She's lost again
Adrenalin strains corrupted arteries
virtue is lost
beyond this sleek veneer
beneath the neon existence
her face is grey
and everything she longs for is pulling away
Follow the sirens' song to face this empty cycle
searching the darkest nights
searching the silence
dead by first light
they can't wipe the blood from her eyes
dead by first light