There’s a stillness,
To the thrashing of despair.
There is a calm,
In the rush of your stare.
And I’m now beyond care,
Experience being gained
we’re back to back

And stain to stain,
There is a stillness,
Breathes in you and me.
Music calls without answer,
Where the darkness lies heavy.
And the beast has no master,
And the spirit no name,
And the angels are hushing,
And they dance in soft shame.

This hysterical house,
Could collapse in the night.
And the hinges will buckle,
Lie us choke on their spike.
But the darkness has a hunger,
It offers you blood for wild blood.

And you be on wondering,
Why you’re still not good enough.
There is a glory in the pitch of your desire,
And a calm in my gaze as my feet are retired.
Our pulses exchange, we’re face to face.
Finally higher and wire to wire
Wire…
Wire to wire…
Wire to wire…

(Signal to satellite)
(Bullet to beast)
(Frequency is higher)
Wire…

(I’m apart of this illusion)
(I’m four clues blood)
(To which new feeling do we go)
Wire to wire…