Your eyes of fire,
And your Faberge soul of steel;
You are unmoving and,
There's nothing there to heal.

Angels cry for me,
And yet you do nothing;
With all of your conceitless pride,
And it's all I'm fighting.

King and color battling;
Never giving up, giving in, or gaining ground;
Condemned by depot and shot out of the air,
We all are fighting, giving all, and going down.
These eyes of fire and celestialness,
Rewire my tempo and bring restlessness.

Acid and rain mix,
My nemesis and myself;
What are we doing with,
This hand we are dealt?

Untrue judgment is by the blind,
By the deaf, and the dumb;
Thinking of you,
Is the only reason to run.

King and color battling;
Never giving up, giving in, or gaining ground;
Condemned by depot and shot out of the air,
We all are fighting, giving all, and going down.
These eyes of fire and celestialness,
Rewire my tempo and bring restlessness.

Time is on our side;
We have nothing to fear;
Bring everything to me;
Rest assured I am not blind.

King and color battling;
Never giving up, giving in, or gaining ground;
Condemned by depot and shot out of the air,
We all are fighting, giving all, and going down.