Falling from the ceiling,
Sinking deeper into stone,
Calling laughter like a demon,
Waiting until my souls gone,
With the sky up in the clouds,
A piece of peace a king would dwell,
Like a moth dressed like a sheep,
A prey for prey in living hell,
Dancing demons singing sadness,
Holding faces till they've calmed,
Sipping poison from jade glasses,
Tying knots with loaded bombs,
It's a lie full of our assets,
We've made hope in broken faith,
Sip the poison till i'm drunken,
Hold me till I lose this daze,