Bloom
A crowded room is empty
When your standing ovation is quiet
Moments of silence swallowed by violence
The wolves live for predation
Weak links now crumble foundation
Throne after throne suffers cremation
A crawling chorus of agonizing apathy
It's all we know
Ignorance won't coincide with innocence
All that's left will fall away to emptiness
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth with ignorance in bloom
Third eye with a look of reproach
Tragic smiles on faceless hosts
Longing for sense of belonging
Weaving your tales of a paradise lost
You'll never find it
No sense in trying
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth with ignorance in bloom
And in the end
We wash up in the rain
An endless search
We will never find our ever after
With ignorance (ignorance)
In bloom
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth
Endlessly searching
We traded our blessings
And when we're ghosts, we will walk alone
Along the road to regression
When your standing ovation is quiet
Moments of silence swallowed by violence
The wolves live for predation
Weak links now crumble foundation
Throne after throne suffers cremation
A crawling chorus of agonizing apathy
It's all we know
Ignorance won't coincide with innocence
All that's left will fall away to emptiness
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth with ignorance in bloom
Third eye with a look of reproach
Tragic smiles on faceless hosts
Longing for sense of belonging
Weaving your tales of a paradise lost
You'll never find it
No sense in trying
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth with ignorance in bloom
And in the end
We wash up in the rain
An endless search
We will never find our ever after
With ignorance (ignorance)
In bloom
If this is bliss, I can't wait to die
I ask the ghosts why they come out at night
Don't wanna see it, they'll never hear us
We won't face the truth
Endlessly searching
We traded our blessings
And when we're ghosts, we will walk alone
Along the road to regression
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Stellema
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