We watch our sun burn,
'til it explodes.
We keep our passions in our heads,
Until they erode.
The castles are falling, they crash through the heavens,
Shredding the clouds in the sky.
Impending disaster, nothing grows faster,
Than the guilt of the kings in disguise.
Our skin holds us in 'til we're ready to burst,
We stifle our passions for all that we're worth.
Now that I'm married to death in her church,
Pronounce me a martyr for better or worse.
We watch our sun burn,
Until it explodes.
We keep our passions,
Locked down below.
We’re on fire, but we’re cold as ice,
We place ourselves upon the pyre as a sacrifice.
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