Ashes and bones, we are dancing
You obliterated the worlds from my screen
The view of the morgue
Will you be restrained by morning?
Glad for the marks on your back
Cold the night that wraps around you
Defeated we are once again
If you find love tell her she's not needed
Playing poker with death, hate and destruction
All darlings in their peculiar ways
Give me time we will do it again
No curtains, just painted windows
Out there the desert and dreams of youth
Age is no subtle friend
We've got bones and ashes
What is your story?