Sybreed "Doomsday Party"

"And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived
And this is how we realize the tragic prize of wasting time
It doesn't make sense if we die
And we'll know in the end if we truly lived

We stop all motion for a while and bleed just to feel alive
Like a wave submerging us, we fall and shiver,
The welkin starts to ignite
And we know it won't last forever, it's nothing but a lie
A frail substitute for joy
Still, we want to define the line where life and death unite
Where night and day intertwine"