She runs in glory
I am ashamed
I never had wings like that to go away
So take me
I'm going offline anyways
Out of time
Good enough
With open wounds I'm fading out
To a light but instead I see her fly away
Like a perfect angel of liberty
But in her name she can sing her own theme
To the death she can show to a thousand whispers
The local city myth

Now she cries
Heat is rising
Blood is boiling
Skin is falling
I am balling
Don't think of the pain she is pretty
Public love her face
Stood in shock from her beauty
So she can run to the balcony
Fate is here say your last prayer
Say your last prayer

She jumped through
Snuff lovers took them out
There faces melted to a metal dream
Sticks and stones
Take em out
Better than a folk burned on a cross
I wish to see this one more time
But I know it's my final day
The dawn is rising

Sorry I couldn't applaud your fate
My arms are reclining
I'm fading out"