The night when she came
It's always been death to her honest words, always in love with her
Night when they came and bled
He was always in other worlds
In debt to their honest words

The columns lay in ashes drift away

Fight through the rain
Against the herd
Crazed by dishonest words
Amazed, why? Above the blurs
Lost in a wave of hate
She was dazed by their honest words
And praised by the earnest girls

The columns lay in ashes drift away

You've seen the exact colour of my blood
Their eyes of tears. The flames unfold
Once a dream did weave a shade