The tragic comedy divine   Paints the way to peace of mind   Leaving shallow lovers far behind      Past uncertainties combine   Bringing tears to sleepless eyes   Memory runs the course of time      Blood runs cold beyond the violet prison   For violent visions   And so the broken record plays   As you throw us away      We're never enough   We're drowning in cliches   So desperate to love   We're twisting every word they say   So we sleep through the days      Within the heat of passions war   Lust is spilled upon the floor   Staining red the wasted metaphor      The selfish need for something more   Claws in vain at closing doors   Scarring faces once adored      Tracing circles in the violet prison   For violet visions   And so the broken record plays   As you throw us away      We're never enough   We're drowning in cliches   So desperate to love   We're twisting every word they say   So we sleep through the days