Does blood ever spill  

Of those who took the final race ?  

Why do I say these words ?  

These feelings are besides my own  



 Living, giving, striking  

 Dying to do our best  



  A dead will burned to misery  

  As infinity consumes the Mind  



(solo: P.G.)  



Drown...  

Infernal blindness salutes with rotten lips  

Possessive imagination  

Retarded remains cremation  

  Fear falls to human forms  

  Down where feelings lie apart  

  One space following another  

  And I... Why did I hurt?  



 Burning...  

 Burning...  



(solo: N.T.)  



Does blood ever spill  

Of those who took the final race ?  

Why do I say these words ?  

These feelings are besides my own  



 Living, giving, striking  

 Dying to do our best  



  A dead will burned to misery  

  As infinity consumes the Mind  



(solo: P.G.)