Black theatre of loveViolet dancers cast their bloodThe moon gave
If you didn't know all the momentsWhen I lose myself
Grey park look the sameAnd the days are paleI never
Now fall into a vacant spherePierced by darknessThey call it
Fallen idolHanged manGreat winds rides the millFurther into the vastLimits
We saw it all pass byAnd you went byAnd I