Kiss me vial gate
Caw Caw Caw
I can make a stand to follow candles
I see the bait begin to moan I'm able
Voices hang
Voices nothing sacred
I can take another offered favorite
You're overturned to sacrifice the sacred
I cannot sink
I cannot feel
I cannot save
I cannot rise
I cannot boil
I cannot beg
I cannot reel
I cannot shake the coming freeze
The predators they come to me
My eyes to feed
They rise to feed
I can take and paint to follow evil
To see your fate the slavery of people
Voices hang in air among the faded
I will be something all the year your favorite
To seek to find to space to bare
To rise the fool to take the air
They rise to feed