歌词
A healing fault is open now, crevassing my way
Something new will flower through the old decay
Angels of the media are radiant and clear
Tuning in, I siphon their fuel of fear
I scale across their veils of prayer, torn and televised
They reinject their vision; I see through their eyes
I think it's gonna blow tonight
My wings wanna glow up bright
I broke free from a deep desire
Stoke my phoenix fire
Cupid laughs as I reclaim my shiny golden spears
For a bell of love, melted down through the years
And they're pierced up on the edge of night
With nothing more to say
A massacre of valentines await the day
Wringing into my new form, ringing out the past
Flying low, I hear the toll of shadows cast