It's time to follow the black path
And come tommorow you won't laugh at love
Face down you can see the ground turn
From green and red, black to grey
Where everyone becomes afraid of you
To find your journey on the black path
The darkest Sunday from your own past
Right now, I can see the ground turn
From green and red, black to grey
Where everyone becomes afraid of you
Of you
Of you
Of you
Of you
Of you
Of you
Of you
See how lifeless life can be
See how lifeless life can be
See how lifeless life can be
See how lifeless life can be
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well
We'll bury well