Fight priest, Fight
Take pictures and make "alright"
What you have lost,
Give pride back to the ground
You got "all you want"
But you've got a wreck
Everyone in this whole wide world
Wake up and panic
Fortune wears a red dress, but her bones smell of death
Panic
They all stare, but no one seeks
They all claim, but no one speaks
They all hear what they want
Panic preacher, panic
Beware of these sheep in the costume of wolves lies,
They come in pairs of two and we only die twice,
But for such a long time
Just because you kiss a lot, that don't mean you're in love
Just because you have begun, that doesn't mean you've won
Well I was a second son, not born but just once, and all my friends be gray
The fade out
They all close the door and no one speaks out loud
The fade out
Take my heart
Prophet