Drowning deep in a sea of longing
Nothing's like it was before
Losing sleep with no cover on me
You're the one I'm Waiting for
We move like shadows of our former selves
Missing how we danced with glee
Even though we're on sanity's edge
You're still the only one for me
Our passion and our rage and our boredom seething
In a row of mausoleums, we are dead yet breathing
Presents from the top, gifts of lies and deceit
In a row of mausoleums force fed fear and defeat
We're alive yet dead in a row of mausoleums
Whatever we do whatever ever they say
Still rotting inside and wasting away
Uncanny purge trouble in the street
Moves in a chess game by conniving elite
Nature's paths grow rocky with time
As mortals engage in discord and crime
On their graves you're likely to find
Parsley and sage Rosemary and thyme
Our passion and our rage and our boredom seething
In a row of mausoleums, we are dead yet breathing
Presents from the top, gifts of lies and deceit
In a row of mausoleums force fed fear and defeat
We're alive yet dead in a row of mausoleums
Falling in heaps as they fill up mass graves
Mourning who they once were and the fact they weren't saved
Much like them we're alone inside
Except we still breath and we're buried alive
A mysterious form, our passion that remains
Now existing in a realm on a digital plain
Don't know when the trial's end will be
All that I have left is the thought of you and me
Our passion and our rage and our boredom seething
In a row of mausoleums, we are dead yet breathing
Presents from the top, gifts of lies and deceit
In a row of mausoleums force fed fear and defeat
Passion and our rage and our boredom seething
In a row of mausoleums, we are dead yet breathing
Presents from the top, gifts of lies and deceit
In a row of mausoleums force fed fear and defeat
We're alive yet dead in a row of mausoleums