The chronic death of an empire,
Oh, trick dice,
you're all vampires,
Have a good life,
have a good life.
I'll only act if it feels right,
If the stars align, all the small minds,
And space time,
space time.
Where will you be when the bones fall?
Find a brick wall,
and pray to God,
That will come by.
Mother, she'll really know me,
Please get away from me,
There's things you don't want to see,
Open your eyes,
open your eyes.
