We speak the language of a lost empire
To a sick man clinging to a mountain of fire
second breath
single thought [bad word] down my neck
Sweating on the hand
That takes a leap of desire

All my lovers are dead

The ship has sailed to hold your heart on fire
With the two sides held by the madness inside her
So hard to see I step back into the power of three
I feel the push
I take a leap out of me

I feel so free