[00:31.911]An abstract living dream
[00:37.253]Of a cardboard cut-out meaning
[00:40.811]Vivid highs and vibrant lies
[00:45.333]Of a slowly tearing seam
[00:48.404]We are the plague, these are bleeding souls
[00:52.366](It's our time, it's our time to rise up)
[00:56.174]We need a change, I find that there's a hole inside us all
[01:02.204](Hole inside us all)
[01:06.006]Hearts made of wood
[01:09.304]You pile into your fire
[01:13.365]Burn down your white washed walls
[01:17.181]So you appreciate the roof that falls
[01:36.362]We are the plague
[01:38.145]These are bleeding souls
[01:40.255]We need a change
[01:42.025]We are bleeding
[01:44.355]We are the plague, these are bleeding souls
[01:48.420](It's our time, it's our time to rise up)
[01:52.157]We need a change, I find that there's a hole inside us all
[02:02.313]Terminal viruses
[02:04.787]Fluctuating through
[02:06.438]An Immaculate portrait of perfection
[02:10.539]Mutations progress inside a world in distress
[02:14.391]You can't escape the deception
[02:22.459]A catastrophic progression
[02:30.563]This is the end of an era
[02:36.558]This is the start of a new
[02:48.180]Hearts made of wood
[02:51.236]You pile into your fire
[02:55.868]As you dance around
[02:59.623]Dizzy you fall asleep
[03:03.705]Kaleidoscope eyes
[03:06.269]Stare through stained glass windows
[03:11.873]Burn them alive, just to see the embers tremble
[03:21.645]Starlight is only bright
[03:29.792]When the sky is clear
[03:34.046]When the sky is clear
[03:37.891]We fill our lungs
[03:43.879](We fill our lungs)
[03:45.688]We fill our lungs with the smog
[03:49.737]And hold our breath, until we disappear