Through your conscious eyes, the trail of dust wears thin But the flames burn through your unconscious mask Vanquish the cold that lies in your mind So where's your hive? You're down by the hands of the cold We failed in this rapture, and the dream died alone You would hide in the outlines from the dread of a life On the far side of your mind's eye There's a well that's struck by drought Your lies won't make it rain Today And so I'm crowned in my kingdom of ice Every streak of light is lost I'm locked in my own crippled cage I'm searching thoroughly for the key that would break these bounds You're down by the hands of the cold We failed in this rapture, and the dream died alone You would hide in the outlines from this dread of a life On the far side of your mind's eye There's a well that's struck by drought Your lies won't make it rain ♪ Bound from somewhere Like the widow's eyes, I'm trembling down my line ♪ I'm down by the hands of the cold We failed in this rapture and the dream died alone You would hide in the outlines from this dread of a life On the far side of your mind's eye There's a well that's struck by drought