Victim, my friend, get out! Dancing and shaking and most of all, electric.
Lights on: Lights off. Everyone hit the ground.
she was beautiful like cancer.

She was beautiful, but she helped you into the ground. Mayday! Mayday!
A heart-shaped enemy, never underestimate.
Samson was impressed as well.
I helped you carry all the dead folks that we knew,
but you fell in love. You fell asleep and strait into
the ground she marches on, one by one.
I open up the earth and let myself in.
I bleed into the dirt, all in all,
my friend, I am giving in.
Wake up! She marches on one by one.
she is the wind, the setting sun.
death in death, love lost. They lost their voice in the choir.