Letras
Contemplation over this
Everything disastrous
Is true
The climbing of sources
Empty out the mood
When I found blue
When I found blue
Consequences reached a twist
Everything disastrous
Is pure
The evening of everything untrue
When I found blue
When I found blue
A floating ghost of numbers twist
The sheen comes off the specter's wrist
Now cut to watch the tripping through it
Warming wounds to feed the new age
Beating public rage and treason
Subjugate this stinging feeling
Once again to feel it through
The blue (x4)
(repeat)
Consternation feels the depth
A thousand nights of knives digged in
Reduce those darkened forces
From a naked view
When I found blue
When I found blue
(repeat)