You were young, you were told
Heavens streets are paved with gold
Excuse me if I stop and stare

If thats so great, why arent you there?

Look around, see the signs

Of losing touch, losing minds
Race is over, time has won
Now take my hand, cmon, cmon


Kill yourself [x4]


Sun goes down, then goes out
Hope escapes without a shout
Darkness veils the curtain call

Into the void our futures fall

Crack the sky, onyx flares

Stars called home, horizon tears
In the dark before the dawn
Now take my hand, cmon, cmon


Kill yourself [x4]


Tides of cold, shards of steel
Mountains fade, sardonic teal
Face the agony of doom

And crawl into your velvet tomb

You were young, you were told

Not to fear growing old
Now the troops of time march on
Now take my hand, cmon, cmon


Kill yourself [x8]