We don't sleep very much.
These triggers ache for the touch.
Where's the strength we relied on?

Here alone, like a crutch
Maybe that's what keeps us up
All the night with a light on...


Howling screams simulate
Things that no longer take place

Can this be what we've become?
Paper-thin, overweight
Pills to arouse us in tape

Still we don't know what we want

We can let go

Can't you see?
To lose control
Is to be

Falling free

First a spark

Then a flame
Now a fire!


We explode!

Into the darkest of nights,

Disconnect,
Cut the cord,
Lights are dead.


Now they'll know,
With everything comes a price!


And each day we are torn
Between the right and the wrong

Between life and convenience,
While you sleep, I'll complain
It's always channels and chains

It's like elective amnesia.

As we grow older,

In this place,
It's just all over
Life's a race.


What they make.


First a spark,
Then a flame,
Now a fire


We explode!


Into the darkest of nights
Disconnect
Cut the cord

Lights are dead

Now they'll know

With everything comes a price!

It could be minutes away

It could be hours or days
Before the bottom falls out
Before the ground gets away

Into this debt we are born
A debt we try to repay
And yet we blacken the sky

Smoke rising out of the flames

Now they'll know...


First a spark!
Then a flame!

Now a fire!

We explode!

Into the darkest of nights!

Disconnect!
Cut the cord!
Lights are dead!

Now they'll know

With everything comes a price!

We explode!
We explode!


With everything comes a price!

We explode!
We explode...