Where were you as the sun died
Spewing out its collapse
Did you care as heaven slowly fried?
Missing out on the Swansong
You were never that keen
But my death was a knockout, I believe
It's a cold December
I count my wounds as ever
And that day was the seventh
When blood fell from the sky
You turned your back as the nightfall
Closed my eyes
New or old millennium
I still count the cost
With ruins left to remember who I was
It's a cold December
I count my wounds as ever
It's worth the pain forever
To see your beautiful face
Where were you as the sun died
Spewing out its collapse
Did you care as heaven slowly fried?
Missing out on the Swansong
You were never that keen
But my death was a knockout, I believe
It's a cold December
I count my wounds as ever
It's worth the pain forever
To see your beautiful face
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