Pistol Pete removes the final breaths from her unkind, and she is shaken
 What does this mean, in love or in peace?
 With you lying next to me
 So faithless serene
 And she calls to him

 Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
 Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
 Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
 Let them cry out through your rusted scars

 Alone he roams inside the ordinary catacombs of her waiting
 With raven hands, she steals and staggers towards her man, still scorned by his demon
 Because he's undone, become the language of
 Disaster and love
 Vengeance and dust
 And she calls to him

 Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
 Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
 Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
 Let them cry out through your rusted scars

 Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary scenes of hurt and teardrop
 As he holds her down, in the cold lonely winds
 Together again, her inside him
 And she calls to him

 Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
 Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
 Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
 Let them cry out through your rusted scars