As the smoke retreating through the smoke
An open door
Footprints trail by crimson life no more
The skin is cold
Search lights beam to the coast
And ohh
Falls with the tide low
Thoughts from your killer dance my way
Thoughts from your killer dance my way
Way
Way
Way
Marble stones are cast across the shore
Are colorful
Tales of men who brave the sea alone
And coming home
I don't know when you go
And ohh
Feels like a lost soul
Thoughts from your killer dance my way
Thoughts from your killer dance my way
Way
Way
Way
