There was once a boy
With knives stuck in his voice
All he wanted, all he wanted was a little affection Until one day he came
To tempt his mother's taste
All she wanted, all she wanted was to spread her infection Spit and spindle we refuse
Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
Her broken thoughts They've stolen all my love
Buried in absentia Can you hear my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentia Smokestacks burn
I won't turn
I won't ever let you go They've stolen all my love
Yes, they've stolen all my love He returns alone
Changes here nor there Does he want some
Does he want a little insurrection? Withhold my regrets
Insomnatic fate Opt out of incision
Tear down the reason
I've just gotta get out of here Spit and spindle we refuse
Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
Her restless limbs They've stolen all my love
Buried in absentia Can you hear my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentia Smokestacks burn
I won't turn
I won't ever let you go They've stolen all my love
Yes, they've stolen all my love Taken by the night
Dye the gates remembrance Check the puzzle, does it fit
I am alpha and omega And on the seventh day I rise
Past the pangs of my resistance When the son gives up his throne
What becomes of this theft Dasehra, make these shackles go away
Dasehra, make these shackles go away Dasehra, won't you help me stand my ground if I should fall Dasehra, as long as I am injured
Dasehra, as long as I remember Dasehra, as long as I am injured
Dasehra, as long as I remember