Through these dark dead waters I see her, My light, My last beacon of hope. Paper white skin and dark Asian eyes, A girl drenched in my everlasting desires. In this darkness she's a beacon to me, Always in view but always out of reach. She looks to good to be of this world like a mirage I'm forever cursed to chase. So this rage is in my veins and the violence that surrounds me is a result of you. So this rage is in my veins and it's the only thing that keeps me warm down here. I'll be gentle, baby. I'll be gentle, come here. I'll be gentle, come here come closer. I'll be gentle, baby. CHORUS: This rage is in my veins and this violence that surrounds me is a result of you. This rage is in my veins and all this anger keeps me warm down here. Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance. Just give me a chance to be taken back, taken back by your elegant beauty, By your elegant beauty. Just let me hold you and devour everything that I love about you. CHORUS: This rage is in my veins and this violence that surrounds me is a result of you. This rage is in my veins and this violence that surrounds me is a result of you. I will demolish all competition for you. I'm lost without you. I will demolish all competition for you. I won't let them have you. Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance, Just give me a chance. Just let me hold you and devour everything that I love about you. CHORUS: This rage is in my veins and this violence that surrounds me is a result of you. This rage is in my veins and this violence that surrounds me is a result of you. This rage is in my veins and all this anger keeps me warm down here. If you don't want me then just just let me drown. Like a mirage I'm for ever cursed to chase. She looks to good to be of this world. My beacon, My light, Paper white skin, Asian eyes... She drifts but she never moves.

Your the perfect girl under your son. Your the perfect girl, For me. I want to taste you run down my tongue and hear you moan at the taste of my cum. CHORUS: She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me. She's the part of the harpies song that kills me. I want your perfume in my sheets so you linger long after you're gone. So long after you're gone. So long after you're gone. So long, long after you're gone. CHORUS: She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me. She's the part of the harpies song that kills me. She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me. She's the part of the harpies song that kills me. You, you never let me read your pages so I'll have to make you up. And I won't lie, this is just an artistic infatuation. No lie, cause when I dream we both die. I want your perfume through my sheets so you linger long after you're gone. So long after you're gone. I want your perfume in my sheets so you linger long after you're gone. So long after you're gone. CHORUS: She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me. She's the part of the harpies song that kills me. She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me. She's the part of the harpies song that kills me. Your're the perfect girl under your son. You're the perfect girl. She's the hook of a violent song that haunts me

The breeze carries a chill across his face that finally pulls him awake. He draws a deep breath through her hair he buried himself into last night. He runs his hand across her hips, then to her shoulder. Then takes one last deep breath through her hair. He rubs the sleep from his eyes before slowly slipping away from his position as spooner. Still digging at the corners of his eyes, he throws back the covers and plants his feet to the floor. Expecting floor boards he peaks through the space between his fingers. He gives his eyes one last rub before excepting there's no floor boards, walls or ever doors. But in fact a grey sky, Grass and sand. He looks himself over and finds himself naked and covered in soot. He raises from the bed and begins to pan around his surrounding. He finds himself close to the edge of a cliff over looking a black turbulent sea. Then in front of him towards the horizon... The little sky that peers through the ash filled clouds burns red with fire. The noise pierces the sky as the flames scrape the surface of the sea. The roar shreds his ears almost to the point of bleeding. This collision gives birth to a wave unlike any he has seen before. He watches the wave grow as the taste of ash and salt grows thicker in his mouth. He stumbles back and crashes to the ground. He watches the light get swallowed from the ground around him as it's shadow conquers the cliff as it's own. He turns and tries to scream to her, but only a weak yelp escapes. His hands claw and scratch at the dirt while his feet try to find them. His body slides and crawls before he finally finds the ground to run. He sprints to the bed to only find her stretching. She lets out a yawn before a smile. She greets him with a soft hand to his cheek. His greeting however is far less romantic, with silent screams and a face carved from fear. The shadow soon consumes them both. And she just smiles like giant waves are quite common in the morning. She sits up and draws his head to her chest. "Shhh" she says stroking his hair. "Do you remember that melody?" she asks. "What melody?" he replies. "You know that one. The one you hum while I undress." "Oh that one." he replies. "Sing it for me she demands." Rubbing her hands to her breasts. "Don't you dare write me a mussy love song. There's always tomorrow night." she whispers as the wave claims them both. It claims them both... But not before he screams out "Emily!! Don't Leave Me!!" Emily, Emily, Emily oh Emily. Emily stay with me. Emily Stay with me. He draws a deep breath through the pillow he buried himself into the night before. He rolls to his back and begins to pick the sleep from his eyes. Will beautiful dreams ever leave me a kiss to say goodbye he complains.... Emily stay with me.

When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. CHORUS: The Liar that dreams is not in me. The Liar was him but not in me. The Liar that dreams is not in me. The Liar was him but not in me. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. I will never loose these violent hands. But I'll argue they'll break you in time. Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? Do I want you or do I need you? CHORUS: The Liar that dreams is not in me. The Liar was him but not in me. The Liar that dreams is not in me. The Liar was him but not in me. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static. When I dream I dream in static.