Mare

Fashion for the blind…
Bathing in dirt, they said they’d keep us safe… They lied and took it back…
The symphony of collision will play my song..
Ah, here comes then crescendo… now
My trust has gone away…
The dress has fallen away (oh my)
Fate has found a way, tonight…
“Stay now, close your eyes…”
“You don’t know… You don’t know… You don’t know… You don’t know what made us all this way…”
“This I swear little lady, you can’t kill me tonight…
This I swear pretty baby, god can’t stop me tonight…
When you came and we kissed in your wet dress, I tasted a siren…
And as far as I knew, you were perfect… But I was all wrong…
You could burn homes, you could cry out, you still can’t get me tonight.”
“You are still with me.”
[(a) smothering grip.]
Coughing up blood
I swear that I heard:
“Try... Watch with your heart.”
Yet, it never happened… Yet
“I pilot a weapon… I just find comfort in it”
[Breaking and entering a new world, only to find static…]
“…I once piloted a weapon. Back when I still felt comfort.”
I followed the future, until it tried to tempt my life...
“Trust me…”
“Trust me, I’ll gift your bodies free from caution. Free from torture.”
[There is no god
There is no peace]
I breathe in the fire…
Wait, here I hope that as you’re far away, (you) don’t find your way back home
“Why’s the cold back?
It’s what we’ve all feared…
She found her way back home…”
She’s causing chaos…