Empty desolated halls do all the talking
Grand stage cast away, the curtain will be falling
Dust comes off the sealing
Knocking from above, tired of feeling out of luck
The last ones are weeping
Shed the gloomy tears, don’t ever tell me to give up
I don’t want to be the one to disappoint you
But there is broken glass on the floor
If you dare to dance then you can step upon it
Pain makes you feel alive
Dreamer, screaming at the long and lasting dark nights
Shadows, moving to avoid the cracks of daylight
High life of an exile
Echoes keep returning to be played from the top
Crumpled to the navel
Crawled into the womb, fell asleep to make it stop
I don’t want to be the one to disappoint you
But there is broken glass on the floor
If you dare to dance then you can step upon it
Pain makes you feel alive
I don’t want to be the one to disappoint you
But there is broken glass on the floor
If you dare to dance then you can step upon it
Pain makes you feel alive
