Hold diamonds to the sun
Sparkling misconception"We're the ones that aren't afraid to die", ashes
After this battle we laugh at the thought of innocence
"Remorse!", I scream for
Pride roses platinum gold rubies
A transparent portraitThe grave widens and the masses are mindlessly
Marching to the necropolis
There is no mystery here
Nothing to grasp but adjacent bodiesThe cessation movement is synchronized
Emotional poorness cannot be hidden by ivory
We can't let this come between us, here I lie myself down
I surrender at what I've done, I'm ashamed
Songwriters
ANDREW TRICK, JEREMY DEPOYSTER, JAMES BANEY, DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL HRANICA, CHRISTOPHER RUBEYPublished by
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