Your past is a lair A maze of channels Deserted shafts Dark tunnels Empty picture frames No names Water dripping from the walls it's cold
Your memory's a torch A flickering searchlight Straying through the blackness that used to be your life A putrid smell You know all too well Nothing here will see the light of day again
Speak up Speak of treason help me understand why there's nothing to belive in Speak up Share the truth why it's always winter for the lovers that would follow you
Do you remember what you used to say when they caught you when they disclosed your game Do you rememeber the tears and the lies when you assured them this time it's the last time
You're killing them you're killing love
Speak up Speak of treason help me understand why there's nothing to belive in Speak up Share the truth why it's always winter for the lovers that would follow you