Leeds Dreams Behind the surface Heat Upon a throne Hold The rolling clouds Vacuum Slow the bone Bring Your many da ys Down forward Before You wake alone For One more glance One more glance One more glance At the d**h of romance Its a Lovers graveyard We Will never walk The same Sweet suffering Comes at dawn If we only Could remain It was dark Before We got there As We were going Down there For One more chance One more chance One more chance At the d**h of romance We gof the Perfect seat The kind of Show we love We watched them Pull the triggers We heard The push and shove Danced Among the swordsmen Before their strike At dawn We Danced the dance Danced the dance Danced the dance Its the d**h of romance