Into the dark and I feel nothing The dead dog howling with smiles and teeth the art of breaking apart The simplest thing, can lead to catastrophe That blood in your eyes will cause this tragedy Under a yellow moon Under a tilted sky safe from the flames above
in the last days of fire as they fall like ashes from the sky burning in the rain as angels start to die The simplest thing, can lead to catastrophe That blood in your eyes will cause this tragedy the art of breaking apart