An open book the author sees. An empty book the reader reads. The story that never dies.
Out for blood tonight but there's no soul in sight. It's time to make a move, relieve some of this might.
When I buried you I buried me too. Still alive just to be with you. I'm here, my dear.
What will it take to reappear? Rise from the dead, stay here. Inside your hand, your heart.
When I buried you I buried me too. Still alive just to be with you. I'm here, my dear.
Start a life, leave it all. Sacrifice and never fall. Wake up baby.
When I buried you I buried me too. Still alive just to be with you. I'm here, my dear.
Out for blood tonight, but there’s no soul in sight. It’s time to make a move, release some of this might. When they bury me, you’ll be the last thing I see. When they bury you, they’ll have to bury me too.
They’ll have to bury me too. They’ll have to bury me too. They’ll have to bury me too.