The Devil Wears Prada - And The Sentence Trails Off... Lyrics

Hold diamonds to the sun
Sparkling misconception
Misconception

Statement:
"We're the ones
That aren't afraid to die."
Ashes, ashes

After this battle,
We laugh at the thought of innocence.
"Remorse!" I scream for.

Pride roses platinum gold rubies.
A transparent portrait.
A transparent portrait.

The grave widens and the masses are
Mindlessly marching to the necropolis.
There is no mystery here.
There is no mystery here.

Nothing to grasp but adjacent bodies.
(We can't let this come between us.)
The cessation movement is synchronized.
(We can't let this come between us.)
Emotional poorness cannot be hidden by ivory.

Here I lie myself down.
I surrender. At what I've done.
I'm ashamed on this raised platform.

I compose the memoir of unworthiness.
Drunken with the spirits of Godlessness.

Spirits of doom.
Devil jaws on your throat.
Devil jaws on your throat.

Onward period die.
Onward period die.
Onward period die.
Onward period die.

Emeralds hold no hope.
Emeralds hold no hope.
Hope, yeah.