At dusk they will awake A ghost dance ball room As the sun is slaked
At dusk they spring to life And their damp grey concrete hive Bathing in fluorescent light
Temples with worms Praying they’ll be butterflies To be able to move like the wind If only for a while
In the glistering halls dead bodies swing to the melody Crystal mirror walls, reflecting the carcass symphony In the lost souls ball room where dead tissue breathe Dead they all seem, dead they all are, dead to me I see broken dolls, their venomous smiles cover grief
In the glistering halls dead you are invisible They never see anyone, they stare right through Among the crystal pillars the insects play make-believe I see broken dolls, their venomous smiles cover grief
Crystal mirrors reflecting unseeing eyes Crimson lipped mouths spitting their lies They are all lost, they are all hollow They are empty inside
Stay away from them Ignore their siren songs These genderless whores Pass by their temples, forever walk on
In the glistering halls clod flesh swing, A ghost dance for the false Cystal mirror walls, entangled in lies On and on the waltz on
We the sulphur kissed The ones to walk the path twilit Among the living and torn Among the alive and battle worn
The sweet promise of grandeur In defiance of and end that must come In the ghost dance ball room Where the soothing lies are sung
I am rather the sulphur kissed The one to walk the path twilit Among the living and torn Among the alive and the battle worn
We are the proudly flawed The last children of the fall We are the sulphur kissed We walk the path twilit We are the proudly flawed The last children of the fall We are the sulphur kissed We walk the path of twilight