Lyrics

A voice you hear at midnight casts a shadow on your mind
Reminds you of accusers and the blame they seek to find
Your heart is the defendant and you soul the silent judge
The jury hung itself to set you free

You wanted certain knowledge but accepted vague belief
As payment for redemption you gave shelter to a thief
To master inner demons you enslave your future self
And torch the only proof that love exists

Waiting for the blade to cut the promises we made
Running from the scene of our eclipse
Broken on the bed where 10,000 lovers bled
You and I are poems that fade to red

You caught me in the snare of my own deluded choice
These chains were forged in fires burning deep within your voice
Do what you will to understand the exile I impose
The morning star will guide you past the veil

Waiting for the blade to cut the promises we made
Running from the scene of our eclipse
Broken on the bed where 10,000 lovers bled
You and I are poems that fade to red

Colors never truly blend, they battle for your eye
Lines you painted parallel, collide
Red is the result when love turns desperately fatal
Red is no more innocent then blood, blood upon the tide

Waiting for the blade to cut the promises we made
Running from the scene of our eclipse
Broken on the bed where 10,000 lovers bled
You and I are poems that fade to red
You and I are poems that fade to red
You and I are poems that fade to red