Everywhere I taste your pulse
In the morning
In the evening as I watch the crowds go home
You made my day inverted
Now I walk this place like Blade
Innocence drained from me like the crudest oil
You made the sun seem evil
Now I carry myself this way
You called it a blessing as the best of me drained away
Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
All the days and all the nights were stolen from me
You made my night unfriendly
Now there’s no light I can trust
All the days and all the nights were stole from me
You made my day inverted
Now I walk this place like Blade
But I don’t find myself a victim in this
Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
You rode your curse to the end of the world
Now I have to ride with you
I wait for the perfect moment to delivery irony
Your trail goes cold in the wake of blood
Now I have to make that choice
I thirst for the time the facade rips away
Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
John Makarewicz - Bass
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Drums, Vocals
Steve Murphy - Backing Vocals