Lyrics:

Lost in the cold
Ground silvery old
Swoosh, good tip
Well polished, stories foretold
Trigger thoughts
Jagged lights
Whirling bedrooms with lucid eyes
I'm a child of the verse sublime
A new bio-warrior drifting with time
Adolescent youth soothes me fine
Trigger thoughts
Jagged lights
Whirling bedrooms with lucid eyes
I turn myself to meet me
Identity avoids me
Monolithic face with a contoured gaze
This war merchant sees better days
Trigger my thoughts with jagged lights
Whirling bedrooms with lucid eyes
Living every day as though it's the last
Successful one day, rip us apart
Obscure objects of a strange desire
So many cheap people step in our way
Trigger my thoughts
Jagged lights
We'll lacerate the stars
Through your window tonight
It's so lonely for our romance
But I'm the ghost that passed through your hands
The tool in the grail, I'm the ice
Never real able to live their lives

Twisted strangers, uncertain drunk
I say it's only me as I fade away
Dreaming

And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too
And you could come too