Every verse I scratch is just another scream (another scream)
That I couldn't let escape out of this scheme (of this scheme)
Every night I laid down the ink was turning red (turning red)
Pouring out the stories that I never should have bled (should have bled)
The silence on the edge screams louder than my name
And every word I'm writing fuels the same old flame
Sing me out of this cage
Tear the script off the stage
If you ever happen to have a chance to hold my hands
Please turn your back on me
Longing wears a mask, a sharpened masquerade (masquerade)
A paradox of silence in the songs we made (songs we made)
I sank into the swallow of a shallow flame (shallow flame)
Ashes became the only thing that spoke my name (spoke my name)
Sing me out of this cage
Tear the script off the stage
If you ever happen to have a chance to hold my hands
Please turn your
Back on me
The skyline cracks, horizons fall
A thousand voices drown it all
A bloodlike color spreading on the wall
Eclipse is wailing the last call
Sing me out of this cage
Tear the script off the stage
Sing me out of this cage
Tear the script off the stage
If you ever happen to have a chance to hold my hands
Please turn your back on me
Back on me
Back on me