Verse 1

Your eyes shined
You glanced back at me following your lead
Making sure I wouldn't be forgotten in the crowds.

My hair Windswept
My hand brushed it down from the air
Making sure I would know how pretty I looks you took my hand and squeezed leading me further down the street

Chorus

Refusing to tell me where we'd end up you gleamed like a little kid
Trustly you blindly I followed in your step
Nerves left to rest when your nose scrunched up with your smile

You whispered "let's promise to never have this day end"
Bringing me back to that closed down carnival
To sit underneath the carousel and talk of sunrises and angels

Verse 2

You stopped me on the sidewalk, walking me home
You took my face in your hands
Silently asking if this is what I wanted

My heart stopped on in that moment as I nodded
My mind swirled in the fog as you leaning in close
Silently I thought, You tasted like pine and sugar

[Chorus]

Bridge

Laughing at all my horrible jokes
Flushed Cheeks
I've never had that kind of treatment before

You'd cover yourself with witty comments
Hoping I wouldn't notice your shaking hands
But I did every time... babe

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They call him the King of Horror
He’s a walking Armageddon
A nightmare given flesh
Made to rot and decay
Just like everything else
I call him by the barcode
Written right on his brain
Nihilson

CHORUS 1:
With an empty stomach and heart
There is no hope from the start
That’s how he was designed
To cut our world down to size

From the penthouse fat cats
To the downtown thugs
No man or child is safe
From his marrow touch
And his eyes of hate
They see no happiness
No truth or dare
Just bugs and cocktails
Waiting to be spilled
Till every drop is gone
He won’t rest in peace
Until life is dead


CHORUS 2:
With an empty stomach and heart
There is no love from the start
That’s how he was designed
(God help our wretched souls)
To tear the world down to size
He’s cut the world down to size

Is he the King of Horror?
Can he crawl out of the grave
And into our dreams?
Is there no stopping him?
Will our minds be wiped clean
So we can suffer no longer?
Will we not even remember
How Nihilson came to be?
What does it matter?
We are who we will be
From one monster to another
It’s all a bad dream
That’s all we can dream
To be heard and never seen
That’s who we will be
If we don’t wake up and see

I muddle in uncertainty,
as time dwindles dawn.

All the while wondering,
if I’ll make the final song.

Shall I make the end of the story,
in anyone’s spinning tale.

These thoughts are always fleeting,
and the pain never fails.

Scream now dear echo,
hold that note so strong.

Now comes the waiting,
always lasting so long.

tiny wavelets sang
sonorous songs in delight -
dozing river woke