Violet
Album - 25 luglio 2004 - Debaser id 169753

The Birthday Massacre - Prologue
(Música somente instrumental.)
Introdução para 'Lovers End'

Hands cover whispers of the lovers' fright
Fear-cloaked renditions of that autumn night
Digging up rumours of the kids in the park
What awful things happened in the dark?

Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don't care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can't stop my tears
I've never been so scared

In the cellar buried 6 feet deep
The lover's shaken from a dreamless sleep
Nails clawing splinters from the ceiling and floor
Shrieking like the witches til his stitches are sore

Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don't care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can't stop my tears
I've never been so scared

Calling for the other, searching for her lover
Secrets she discovers drain her face of color

1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lover will suffocate

1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lover will suffocate

1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lover will suffocate

1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lover will suffocate

the tragic comedy devine
paints the way to peace of mind
leaving shallow lovers far behind
past uncertainties combine
bringing tears to sleepless eyes
memory runs the course of time
blood runs cold beyond

the violet prison for violent visions
and so the broken record plays
as you throw us away
we’re never enough
we’re drowning in cliches
so desperate to love
we’re twisting every word they say
so we sleep through the days


within the heat of passion’s war
lust is spilled upon the floor
staining red the wasted metaphor
the selfish need for something more
claws in vain at closing doors
scarring faces once adadored
tracing circles in the

violet prison for violent visions
and so the broken record plays
as you throw us away
we’re never enough
we’re drowning in cliches
so desperate to love
we’re twisting every word they say
so we sleep through the days

(Instrumental)

Plastic blue invitations in my room.
I've been waiting here for you.
Reservations made for two.
Sunlight fading.

Black toungues speak faster than the car can crash.
You supply the rumours and I'll provide the wrath.
Romance is breaking every heart in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.

Plastic blue conversations in my room.
Saving every tear for you.
Trusting every word untrue.
Twilight fading.

Fate changes faster than the death of light.
You provide the envy and I'll provide the spite.
Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.

It's getting late
It all just wanes and pales and fades away
If we just want it too much
And what a shame
If all there is is is all that's gone away
There's nothing left here for us

Deadlight holiday
Killing time to make us stay
Hollow as the promises of yesterday

On and on the music plays
Memories in paraphrase
Falling past my window like the morning rain

It's all the same
So many words remaining
Always too late
It never seems worth taking
And all the days
And all the nights lost sleeping
And in the end
The secret's not worth keeping

Deadlight holiday
Killing time to make us stay
Hollow as the promises of yesterday

On and on the music plays
Memories in paraphrase
Falling past my window like the morning rain
(x2)

Five glasses changed my mind.
Seems like the ticking hands are taking their time.
I guess I've been at home for longer than it takes to unwind,
So slap me if I step out of line.

Now in smaller spaces, careless lust intoxicated.
Away from prying eyes and rabid smiles and everythings shattering.
My invitation was involuntary dilation and now I cant recall your name.

I think we've met before
It was last christmas on our parent's accord
You where the young man in the costume that was hard to ignore
And I was feeling hopelessly bored...

Now you're conversations scholarships and occupations.
You look so different than before when... Never mind... Anyway...
This reckless violation, tarnishing my reputation
Has left me nothing kind to say