The Devil Wears Prada And the Sentence Trails Off

Hold diamonds to the sun
Sparkling misconception
Statement:
We're the ones that aren't afraid to die
Ashes

After this battle
We'll laugh at the thought of innocence
Remorse I scream for

Pride roses platinum gold rubies
A transparent portrait
The grave widens
And the masses are mindlessly marching

To the necropolis
There is no mystery here
Nothing to grasp but adjacent bodies
The cessation movement is synchronized
Emotional poorness cannot be hidden by ivory

We can't let this come between us

Here I lie myself down
I surrender
At what i've done i'm ashamed
On this raised platform I compose the memoir of unworthiness.
Drunken with the spirits of Godlessness
Spirits of doom
Devil jaws on your throat
Onward period die
Emeralds hold no hope
Hope yeah