This is a calling
For all you night-time crawlers to get de-civilized
A love in this black light, a pathway undisguised
You need a reason to shake the fleas off of your souls
So let's go
Let's turn this innocence into gold
Stars in the ceiling
It's that clear night feeling
Are you one that is true
You got warm blood poison pushing its way through
You and me can slide and drift until we're drained
Released, deceased, sick or deranged
You look real close
You see, obscured
The core
The pearls of death
You an mе can slide and drift until we're drainеd
Released, deceased, sick or deranged
Dead memories
Soon we'll all be gone
Nothing left to hang your dreams on
You look real close
You see, obscured
The core
The pearls of death
