Into the darkand 
I feel nothing
The dead dog howlingwith smiles and teeththe artof breaking apart
The simplest thing,can lead to catastrophe
That blood in your eyeswill cause this tragedy
Under a yellow moon
Under a tilted skysafe from the flames abovein the last days of fireas they falllike ashes from the skyburning in the rainas angels start to die
The simplest thing,can lead to catastrophe
That blood in your eyeswill cause this tragedythe artof breaking apart