This is a final sign, of what we cannot take You forced a bitter end to this story The walls are closing down, to this place we live Say your last goodbye Not to me, cause This seperation will explode A starry sea, awakening A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong Whats wrong with me Its hard to speak When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths A fatal blinding sight, Its the price I pay For looking through the sun, for a change The walls are closing down, and eventually Say your last goodbye We see, This seperation will explode A starry sea, awakening A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong Whats wrong with me, Its hard to speak, When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths This seperation will explode A starry sea, awakening A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong Whats wrong with me Its hard to speak When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths At our own mouths