Emotion sickness afterglow A darkness reigns over all But it's the white noise harmony That I find so troubling And the echo of that whisper Said how much better it used to be As a petal fell from the rose Withering as a long forgotten dream Phantom broadcast from the past Predicts the end of all good things But it's the white noise harmony That I find so troubling And the echo of that whisper Said how much better it used to be As a petal fell from the rose Withering as a long forgotten dream Broken by light