Hell has no curfew
War and devotion light it up
Light up the dead things
Standing still under a blood red plastic film
No matter how hard I’ve tried
To fit in a past that does not belong to me
Hopelessness miscarried another child
I loved twice and the world came down on me
I loved once and the world could not corrupt us
Brave enough I was to keep this love a secret
Not enough I was to defend it
And obsession lost its boundaries
Now those dead things slowly float to life