When the world has turned
Paralyzed and
wrong
Cold-blooded claws never offer
Anything at all
Past the point of
love
Shattered and untied
Waiting to
pick up the pieces
That make it out
alright
But pieces of what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what doesn't
matter anymore
Moonlight on my
floor
Shining through the roof
They
got the city surrounded
As if I needed
proof
I forgot my fear
Feel it's on
the rise
Buried by all of the pieces
Falling from the sky
But pieces of
what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what
we used to call home
Lay my dragon's
teeth
And shallow water steel
At the
Belgian gates
I'm waiting for my meal