The flashing lights
I fall in stride
The silver walls
Are wrecking balls
I hear the echoes through the streets
And I know they never last
I hear the echoes through the streets
You can feel them when they pass
The blooming aisles
A strange desire
To tear your arms
The blood flows on
I hear the echoes through the streets
It's dark inside this room
It's dark inside this room
And the flowers bloom away again
The flowers drift away again
The flowers burn away again
The sun will come to heal the skin
The flowers bloom away again
The flowers drift away again
The flowers burn away again
The sun will come to heal the skin
It's dark inside this room
It's dark inside this room