We're a cruel, divided horde. No bittersweet or reasoning. Is this you in crisis cord? A pain I'm used to reasoning. But our feelings can never be disarmed. No, our feelings can never free the bond. And now I'm picking up the cruel dependence. No higher love can be the true defendant. Each breath we take you bring your heart in braces. No higher love can be the true defendant. Worlds, worlds, your time will end. Dead eyes, a broken heart. Words, words, your blood surrenders. Your time is for the fall. It's a crooked bicycle. No bitterness, no sympathy. We're inhuman after all. No will to beat the deepening. But our feelings can never be disarmed. No, our feelings can never free the bond. And now I'm picking up the cruel dependence. No higher love can be the true defendant. Worlds, worlds, your time will end. Dead eyes, a broken heart. Words, words, your blood surrenders. Your time is for the fall. Worlds, worlds, your time will end. Dead eyes, a broken heart. Words, words, your blood surrenders. Your time is for the fall. Dead eyes, a broken heart. Words, words, your blood surrenders. Your time is for the fall. Worlds, worlds, your time will end. Dead eyes, a broken heart. Words, words, your blood surrenders. Your time is for the fall. Worlds, worlds, your time will end.
