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 song 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 song 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, you know, you are the sun,
You can keep me in the

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