Lletres: Norma Jean. O God the Aftermath. Charactarantula.

I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods
Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture
And my fists surrender to my emotion

Canceling each other's experience
With the intimidating sound of our voices
Truth is the method of defense
Passion cries out from our fiery blaze of words

They make monuments and we make no progress
We could build a mansion with our million dollar
Dollar words, dollar words, dollar words, dollar words

Canceling each other's experience
With the intimidating sound of our voices
Truth is the method of defense, defense
Of our voices, truth is the method of defense
Passion cries out from our fiery words

Blaze of words, blaze of words
Our blaze of words, blaze of words

[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride

Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride, yeah
Separate the widow from the bride, yeah
Separate the widow from the bride

Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride

In this part of the story
I am the one who dies
In this part of the story
I am the one who dies, the only one