Balanced, on the edge of a knife*
In love with the night
So I'll ignore the cracks in the ice
And I'll raise my glass
Sing a toast to the end of all things baby
'Cos daylight won't wait for me

Oh, what has become of me?
Turn the lights out 'cos I don't want to see
What I've become

I'm condemned to walk the night
And I don't care
No I don't care
'Cos in the morning light
The mirror lies
'Cos I'm not there
No, I'm not there

Now I'm, become destroyer of worlds
At the very least my own
So I'll sit on the tracks and I'll wait
And I'll raise my glass
Sing a toast to the end of all things baby
But I'm drinking alone
Oh what has become of me?
Turn the lights out cos I don't want to see
What I've become

I'm condemned, to walk the night
And I don't care
No I don't care
'Cos in the morning light
The mirror lies
'Cos I'm not there
No I'm not there

You, you are the sun
And if you are the sun
You can keep me in the dark

What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
So just leave me in the dark

What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
What have I become?
Horns where there were none before