Last call for illumination
Last call for the present tense
Burned bridges and imagination
Won't save you from the edge
And don't give me your excuses
That you should've known better
Should've know better than this
Wax mounds scrying no good omens
From candles burnt at both their ends
With their wicks all turned to ashes
There's no way to make amends
And all the signals turned to static
Because I should've known better
I should've known better than this
Tear down the ground from you
And bring waves to calmest blue
Watch all the skies fade to grey
And let it burn all away
And now you've nothing
Nothing left
Tear down the ground from you
And bring waves to the calmest blue
Watch all the skies fade into grey
And let it burn
Let it burn all away