All our blood lying on the floor
Sense the crowd expecting something more
Opened up, proudly on display

What we tried so hard to hide away

Blinding light illuminates the scene

Try to fill "The Spaces In Between"

Arms entwined in a final pose

Narrative drawing to a close
Still remain the things we couldn't kill
In your eyes I can see it still


How we choose the framing of the scene
Hate begins to spill across the screen


Blinding light illuminates the scene
Try to fill The Spaces in Between