Woh the pyros of dark, you can never crawl too far, weighed down for all, sneaks the dawn
Run! drained from who, you know who you are, and don’t you lie to me, that’s right… I’m not your downed star
Hara-kiri, missionary, vampires own the night
Accept defeat and run
Pained, what purpose to take me the fool and slip the courage to leave you and move on
Run! hara-kiri, missionary, vampires own the night
Accept defeat and run
