So you want
to solve a mystery?
tell me, tell me
with all honesty
"Do you want to solve a mystery?"
I could tell you all the pain
darkness, sorrow, eruption
of eternal gloom
but we will become
nothing less than just
dust in this room
our souls will collide
as if there is no end to it
our bones will crumble
one by one,
shoulder to waist
waist to toe
oh, this is all just for a show!
the suffering, the awakening
give me a run for the money
rain on my parade
I know nothing but
we are all slowly sinking.
Mystery, mystery
what good will that bring?
So if I ask you,
"Do you still want to solve a mystery?"
What will you pry
out of your lovely cemetery?