I spit bones of weak chromosomes
Overthrown thrones, king's homes become Rome
You see? I like death and sunsets, I bet she can't even feel the sun as it hits her head
Bad trips become conscience, wise men become nonsense
Everything between feels much more than a dream

I won't repeat this doom
Love without death inside your new tomb
Do thoughts think themselves?
Are dreams trapped by elves?
Three hells repeat and spring wells where water never seemed to spill

Cheap thrills for lost hearts to **** time
Broken dreams with no spine, I'm fine
She said it is time to move on
She said it is time for new dawns
Sit back, watch the sunrise
Seems like I can't see **** without no ******* eyes

She was feeling empty with no soul in her head
He was dancing desperate towards the tomb of the dead
She saw his flesh burning with desire and escape
Got hungry for a tasty meal, most humans can't relate

She glows with love
For his soul is above, although skin from the center of Earth
Golden tombs withhold worth
His Soul was worth the search
King today from death till birth