We´re bored and bankrupt
With a lust for tragedy
Headlines read the palm

Of our destroyer

Flags dead at the top of their poles

The lights didn´t come back on

They prayed for the hor!@&(

That never came
Revelation of silence
Go back to sleep

I´ll wake you

They all looked for him

Twisted hands to the sky
Their minds dead to life
Our own destroyer


Two naked bodies in a twisted embrace
Hand over fist they stare at each other

´Til they blinked no more

We burned all we could

Nothing left to safe
The wasteland a daydream


Your hand the last warmth in the ash
The last specters of love
As we fall


We´re bored and bankrupt
With a lust for tragedy

Headlines read the palm
Of our destroyer