| [00:06.343] | Come find me, I'm hiding in the deepest night, |
| [00:13.918] | Far away from the riddle of time. |
| [00:17.302] | Come down here in twilight we can reunite, |
| [00:24.574] | Sharing hopes of a wonderful life. |
| [00:27.947] | You see me, you see me through your own disguise, |
| [00:35.286] | Even blind still had you in sight. |
| [00:38.718] | Dependent, addicted to your judging eyes, |
| [00:45.969] | Cure my wounds and I'll stay by your side. |
| [01:09.636] | So align with all the dreamers while we fight for our lives. |
| [01:14.910] | It is hard to find a reason when you're heading for demise. |
| [01:20.248] | We descend into deception and deny our given time, |
| [01:25.454] | Still, we tremble when we're breathing. |
| [01:29.581] | As we reach for the sun, we are burning our tongue. |
| [01:36.495] | Drift in the sky with the clouds. |
| [01:40.173] | At end of the line, on the edge of a knife, |
| [01:47.270] | Diving into the divine. |
| [01:52.509] | Icon shines, offering its soul to darkness, |
| [02:03.238] | Falling down, heading for a life in torment. |
| [02:20.037] | This time dear, this time I know we'll do it right, |
| [02:27.326] | Dance evading the menacing scythe. |
| [02:30.646] | Fall deeper and deeper in our precious lie, |
| [02:37.984] | Death is us together at last. |
| [03:08.588] | Walking away, |
| [03:11.741] | From the home that we once shared. |
| [03:16.924] | Still I know that we are |
| [03:22.302] | Undivided. |
| [03:35.299] | Passing the days, |
| [03:38.277] | All their words turned into blame. |
| [03:43.667] | Who we are is denied, |
| [03:48.798] | Uninvited. |
| [04:21.550] | So align with all the dreamers while we fight for our lives. |
| [04:27.030] | It is hard to find a reason when you're heading for demise. |
| [04:32.310] | We descend into deception and deny our given time. |
| [04:37.698] | Still we tremble when we're breathing. |
| [04:41.717] | As we reach for the sun, we are burning our tongue. |
| [04:48.467] | Drift in the sky with the clouds. |
| [04:52.094] | At end of the line, on the edge of a knife, |
| [04:59.326] | Diving into the divine. |
| [05:04.574] | Icon shines, offering its soul to darkness, |
| [05:15.238] | Falling down, heading for a life in torment. |