If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey
If memory meant anything, I'd be coming after you

If we don't stare, then it's not there
What do you care, if nothing exists to hurt you?

We'd be the prey
Akin estranged
In memory of tragedy we'd kill to stay

Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved
In empathy of tragedy, I'd still be coming after you

If we don't stare, then it's not there
What do you care, if nothing exists?

We'd be the prey
We'd be the prey