Smoke Blow I Have Lived In The Monster
AS YOU RUN FROM THE DAYLIGHT
THE MOON SHINES DOWN ON YOUR CORPSE
MY EYES TURN TO GREY
CIRCLE MY HEART IN YOURS
MY DREAMS BURN OUT ONE BY ONE
HAVE TURNED MY PRIDE INTO SHAME
YOUR POISON HAS FOUND MY TONGUE
TO CATCH A DROP OF WHAT REMAINS
I HAVE LIVED IN THE MONSTER
I'LL BURY MY FEELINGS
DEEP IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT
I HAVE LIVED IN THE MONSTER
MY OWN CRUSADE
HAS REACHED THE END OF THE ROPE
FROM THE CONSERVATIVE DARK
INTO THE BREAK OF THE DAY
I RESUME YOUR BACKSTABBING GAME
I CAN'T REACH FOR THE DEAF NOW
I CAN'T SPEAK FOR THE DUMB
YOUR POISON HAS FOUND MY TONGUE
TO CATCH A DROP OF WHAT REMAINS
THE ROSES HAVE ALL TURNED TO BLACK
AN ENDLESS WEB OF HOPELESSNESS
THE ROSES HAVE ALL TURNED TO BLACK
