作曲：Shawn Milke+Patrick M Thompson+Dennis Lavell Lee

Saw your eyes today in a memory painted in the sky

You smiled and said to me ＂a love like this can never truly die ＂

So now the show's over and I've got to disguise the thing I've become

I only wish I could stop laughing

I grin because the joke is on them this time

They don't have a clue

Calm consumes me

I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me

I taste the tears of sweet indulgence pain and fantasy

Oh the visions inside my head

The emptiness will haunt you

Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now

I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed

Oh what little regret I have

Does that make me a killer

I am the face of death standing right behind you

Yet you're oblivious to my cold breath on your neck

Is it just too easy

Am I just too good at this

I am the chosen one

I am the end of all and now you are mine

Calm consumes me

I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me

I taste the tears of sweet indulgence pain and fantasy

Oh the visions inside my head

The emptiness will haunt you

Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now

I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed

Oh what little regret I have

Does that make me a killer

Saw your eyes today in a memory painted in the sky

You smiled and said to me ＂a love like this can never truly die ＂

Let's just say you're right and the nightmare ends we wake up side by side

What makes you think that I would let you live

I've really lost my mind

Behold for I am the will of the reaper

Beg for the mercy of your worthless angels

As relief washed over me calm consumes me

I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me

I taste the tears of sweet indulgence pain and fantasy

Oh the visions inside my head

The emptiness will haunt you

Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now

I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed

Oh what little regret I have

Does that make me a killer

I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me

I taste the tears of sweet indulgence pain and fantasy

Oh the visions inside my head

The emptiness will haunt you

Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now

I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed

Oh what little regret I have

Does that make me a killer