Fall comes, a loaded gun.
Black ties for everyone.
Can you read my mind?
Fall in my arms again.
Grave stones that break apart.
French braids, demonic art.
The dead come alive.
Fall in my arms again.
I’m scared of the dark my friends.
What do you fear, my love?
Hold on, you’re breaking up.
Disaster, disaster.
White stones of hollow lies.
Death comes, you better hide.
Never rest in town.
Fall in my arms again.
A full moon, a rotten night.
Eighteen and awakened by not a soul around.
Fall in my arms again.
I’m scared of the dark, my friends.
What do you fear, my love?
Your soul, it will float like a dove.
Your words, they won’t scream loud enough.
Your lips they will stutter in the flavor,
They can’t shake the taste of the blood.
Hold on, you’re breaking up.