i've got to know about your disguise
you blend into blood and wine
the ghost intrigue and fingernail leads
the whiteness wraps itself around you

it's not what you would think
i hope it's all ok by you
it's over
we have killed oh so many
and now i can't feel a thing
please don't be afraid

i've come to know your watery eyes

it's not what you would think
i hope it's all ok by you
it's over
we have killed oh so many
and now i can't feel a thing
please don't be afraid

if it's all too much
if it's all too much
if it's all too much don't be afraid

your watery eyes fit your disguise
they flood right through the city turnstiles