[bad word] [bad word] / Roy Z.]

How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
Shed the guilt of former days

Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the [bad word] rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out its hand

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day
Floating in the endless blue
My seed of doubt I leave to you
Let it wither on the ground
Treat it like a plague you found

All my dreams that were outside
In living colour, now alive
And all the lighthouses
Their beams converge to guide me home

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave

Our Chemical wedding day