The night when she came/its always been death to their honest words/always in love with her Night when they came & bled/he was always in other-worlds/in debt to their honest words The columns lay in ashes drift away Fight through the rain/against the herd/crazed by dishonest words/amazed why? Im above the blurs Lost in a wave of hate/she was dazed by their honest words & praised by the earnest girls The columns lay in ashes drift away Youve seen the exact colour of my blood Their eyes of tears/the flames unfold Once a dream did weave a shade