Peering through the condensation- Sifting through the rust- We've arrived where we departed- Circles made in dust- Take me where the signs are clearer- Through these shades of gray- Immolation of my senses- Burn it all away- I see another hollow morning- I see another hollow day- Telling tales with smoke and mirrors- Half truths still add up to lies- Violent beauty draws me nearer- Take away my eyes- Descending with the dawn- Falling on and on- Those who seek a new tomorrow- Find tomorrow's gone- I see another hollow morning- I see another hollow day- I see another hollow morning- I see another hollow day.
