If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey   If memory meant anything, I'd still be coming after you   If we don't stare, then it's not there   What do you care if nothing exists to hurt you      We'd be the prey   Akin, estranged   In memory of tragedy, we'd kill to stay      Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved   In empathy of tragedy, I'd still be coming after you      If we don't stare, then it's not there   What do you care if nothing exists      We'd be the prey   We'd be the prey