Your past is a lair
A maze of channels
Deserted shafts
Dark tunnels
Empty picture frames
No names
Water dripping from the walls
it's cold
Your memory's a torch
A flickering searchlight
Straying through the blackness
that used to be your life
A putrid smell
You know all too well
Nothing here will see the light of day
again
Speak up
Speak of treason
help me understand why
there's nothing to belive in
Speak up
Share the truth
why it's always winter
for the lovers that would follow you
Do you remember
what you used to say
when they caught you
when they disclosed your game
Do you rememeber
the tears and the lies
when you assured them
this time it's the last time
You're killing them
you're killing love
Speak up
Speak of treason
help me understand why
there's nothing to belive in
Speak up
Share the truth
why it's always winter
for the lovers that would follow you