Lyrics:

This is a final sign, of what we cannot take
You forced a bitter end to this story
The walls are closing down, to this place we live
Say your last goodbye, not to me, 'cause
This separation will explode!

A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths

A fatal blinding sight, it's the price I pay
For looking through the sun, for a change
The walls are closing down, and eventually
We'll say your last goodbye, we see
This separation will explode!

A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths

This separation will explode!

A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
At our own mouths