Dead eyes I only call you when you're in my dreams Died too young The culling then, it was obscene
I am depleted by love I am depleted by love
I’ll never tell the secrets of my family Bled out A cult of anonymity
The kettle is wheeling, my love Riding on the back of a hell they caused
One ear to the ground One eye on the room My tongue on your pulse My finger in your wound
Sweet Dead Eyes, i long to hear you again Sweet Dead Eyes, I long to see your face Sweet Dead Eyes, I long for that illustrious hiss Sweet Dead Eyes, I know you feel it
No turning back “Only god knows what we’re headed for” The flowers bloom The sun rises