1.We Bury Our Dead At Dawn
Lyricist：Christopher Emmons, Garrett Grover, John Lloyd, Brent Wade
Masters, Michael Williams
Their whispers become like cries
Tears fall from blinded eyes
Ninety-nine have burned as embers
Ninety-nine have lost their lives
Tired arms now fight for life
Amidst the crashing waves they're drowning
Will you love me until mornings light？
And I'll tell you what it's like to die tonight
It's too late to cry
Now she sees her face and screams
It was once so beautiful, now kissed by flames
And showered with glass so beautiful
Yet so cruel, the way love tends to be
Her beauty so cruel, the way love tends to be
Her beauty so cruel, the way love tends to be
Will you love me until mornings light？
And I'll tell you what it's like to die
Will you love me until mornings light？
And I'll tell you what it's like to die
2.Lines of Suicide
Lyricist：Chris Emmons, Garrett Grover, John Lloyd, Brent Masters,
Michael Williams
My heartstrings cease to strain
I've acquired a taste for poisoned lips
Drank deep of this disease in me
Adored with prying eyes
Beneath a mask made of flesh and thorns
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
My heartstrings cease to strain
I've acquired a taste for poisoned lips
Drank deep of this disease in me
Adored with prying eyes
Beneath a mask made of flesh and thorns
Her eyes were opened wide
She now could see forever
Traced deep the marks she'd made
With her razor
Her eyes were opened wide
She now could see forever
Traced deep the marks she'd made
With her razor
The lines of suicide
The lines of suicide
The lines of suicide
The lines of suicide
3.Nausea
(Instrumental)
4.Vivid
In the midnight hour
We wished for dawn
Alas we've reached the final gaze
Pull the pins from beneath my skin
Kissing each of your eyelids closed
Murderer she looks beautiful bleeding
And the tears fell down
So tired I crawl deep inside of her
I stole a glance of your heart beating
I watched until your lungs ceased bleeding, breathing
5.The Lines Of Suicide
My heartstrings cease to strain
I've acquired a taste for poisoned lips
Drank deep of this disease in me
Adored with prying eyes beneath a mask
Made of flesh and thorns
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Her eyes were opened wide
She now could see forever
Traced deep the marks she'd made
With her razor
The lines of suicide
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