To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for
you
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching
for you
Moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you

In a room with a window in the corner I found [bad word] 

In the shadowplay acting out your own death, knowing no
more
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the
floor
And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to
connect
I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left

I did everything, everything I wanted to
I let them use you for their own ends
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you