You’ve lived a lonely, lonely life, it’s true
You’ve got the better part of me, you do
I was a wreckage on the shore above your land
When I met you I was carving all your names into my hand
You were a giant with the hands of sullen stone
I was a little girl just learning how to roam
About the towns and homes I never dared to go
Before the ground began to shake and swallowed them all whole
Now I am an alien, a stranger in your land
“It isn’t mine,” you’d say over again without demand
“I’d burnish idols for your love with my two swollen hands,
Or cut them off and offer you these stumps as my last stand…”
On the morning when they came so swift and strong
The line of sick and lonely stretched beneath the sun
All the nightmares and the things they could not sin
Sucking all the life and love out of your waxy skin that ended up dripping all over the floor
And when that thick bright smell and matches struck became the air
It washed over your lovely face and rippled everywhere
The one who stole their dreams became the nightmare of their days
And up his flames arose to meet the god that you became
And on and on I ran until the setting of the sun…
The sun is setting high, high upon the town, it burns out their eyes
The sun the sun is setting high, high upon the podium from which you stole their cries
And when the podium was empty the traitors lost their mind they couldn’t sleep without your love to quell their tired cries and the fires that burned all night were like an emblem of your final dying flight
credits
from Sunrise Reset EP,
released June 16, 2011
Damien: Guitar licks
Darrin: Bass
Kevin: Drums
Corey: Everything else
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