Lyrics
The fight is over
The skin is cool
Sweat has turned rancid
And soaked into clothes
Now stained and stinking
And skull once full of fire
Has turned its insides
Into placid black volcanic glass
And we cannot catch our breath back
But no flocks of colour, smell, touch, a recollection
No friends again, no death by halves
No, it was way too easy
It was far too hard
No, that's why it lasted
That's why it ended
Where infinite destinies
Converge upon a fixed point
And then just disappear into the blue
But there's still a little bit of blood in the smile
Still a little bit of shine on the bruise
A little warm red ember, remembered
Under the skin a little glisten to the blistering too
A little bliss and ecstasy yet to squeeze
Out of the days that we have left
A glint in the middle of the black eye
Still a little bit of fire in my breath
Split in two
However brave
However brief and painless
However loved, however long awaited
However kind, however celebrated
However survived and however grateful
However fearless, however final
However destined, however trialed
However beautiful, however mended
How the hell have I got it together
And how
How they will tell you
Listen to the heart that's
Squelching in your chest there
How they will tell you: 'do your best'
For a little sick simpering tyrant
Inside the cavity cowering
There's still a little languor left for the righteous
A little love left out in the wild
Still a little bit of blood in the smile
Still a little bit of shine on the bruise
A little warm red ember, remembered
Under the skin a little glisten to the blistering too
A little bliss and ecstasy yet to squeeze
Out of the days that we have left
A glint in the middle of the black eye
Still a little bit of fire in my breath
With death to all kings
Comes death to all kingdoms
Comes empire's collapse
The end of days
The fall of Rome
The wreckage always coming home
The cruelty and sadness
That acts as the landscape's language
Gradually changes, we forget
The tinny taste of hatred
The thing about humiliation
A connection to the Earth
The Earth we leave for inner space
Become inert and fall away
In changing form until we're lost
A constellation of impulse
Swallowed up by a wave
I thought I was the crest of
But there's still a little bit of blood in the smile
Still a little bit of shine on the bruise
A little warm red ember, remembered
Under the skin a little glisten to the blistering too
We are trying our hardest
Not to let this be the end
But if you want to chance it
Let's see you dance then
Let's see you go