lovers bring news
of their horrible blues
you can't help but feel for them
you fear for them
you knew their pain
you played their game
you played it, all in vain
die now, child... die
your race couldn't survive
without you, they took to the skies
didn't fear for their lives
flew across the horizon with empty minds
find yourself hiding in a web of lies
self-deceit is a trophy
you can covet it, but feel so lonely
