Born To Die

A tabernacle silent but a serenade
Is waltzing through these walls
And no one’s ever alive where there is no light
We were born just to die

These badlands are haunted
Diseased
And these ghosts they will show
The ghosts they will see every time
Through your eyes
The hearts they disease the ghosts that they see

Like a shadow shrouded over me
It’s waltzing through the walls
O, a stained glass array cried that man in disguise

A tabernacle silent but a serenade
Is waltzing through these walls
No one’s ever alive where there is no light
We were born just to die
This passion in my hands
A shadow shrouded over me
No one’s ever alive where there is no light
We were born just to die

Stranded alone
I was diseased
I wasn’t free from the ghosts every time the tides tried

Like a shadow shrouded over me
As it’s waltzing through the walls
O, a stained glass array cried that man in disguise

A tabernacle silent but a serenade
Is waltzing through the walls
No one’s ever alive where there is no light
We were born just to die

This passion in my hands
A shadow shrouded over me
No one’s ever alive where there is no light
We were born just to die

These badlands are haunted