Deadlight incoming,
Breathe in the monochrome.
Straight lines that mean nothing,
But I dream of the unknown.
‘Cause I can’t face the day
When all the silver starts to fade to grey.
Oh, and I know that…
If you kill my demons
I might die, too.
Kill my demons and kill the truth.
Headlights oncoming,
Cry out, illuminate.
White lines that shine nothing,
But the hours give-way.
And I can’t face the day
When all the silver starts to fade to grey.
Oh, and I know that…
If you kill my demons
I might die, too
Kill my demons and kill the truth.