Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Liquid is in your throat For hopeless delights After all, you fell in love with death But with the poison on your bed The motive became the net A story of twenty-five The barren waste is your land The crops they were sown to die The skin is a mirror The eyes hollow with ignorance How fragile it is I didn't see for the world I've seen All these caring for a liar A benefit grown is winding higher You're a moth too close to the fire You are stuck in a field of confusion Changing and waiting and seeking the truth of it all Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Fleeing your sorrows Pushing your spirit away Sinking the weaknesses of the psyche Reaping from the hearts of evil Running them all into despair Selling the guilt of a sin I'll cry it out Restless mortal Die A selection comes from the dead Fighting a life on their own A friend standing alone The thoughts and prayers of my followers We are all murderers You're a killer And you're a victim too No I wish I could fly I want to fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly But I can't fly And the pride of a mother Grows in her mother's eyes And the love of a father Was used by her father's son And the pride of a mother Grows in her mother's eyes And the love of a father Was used by her father's son All we heard is talking It is spoken laughter The language of a party So clear and so clear All we heard is talking It is spoken laughter The language of a party So clear and so clear All we heard is talking It is spoken laughter The language of a party So clear and so clear