Beyond hearts is the misery of the record machine.

Further and further the how the sea drifts me.





Blood on the ballroom floor. Blood in the ocean.


The masks exclaim in celebration.




Memento Mori! Memento Mori! The dust is gold, my eyes finally see! The mortal's great struggle. To find a sign. To find an answer. To meet a beautiful end.





Broken wine glasses and promises, cover the Earth.
Gather around the radio. Listen to the puppet show.

All you hear is static. The sound fades to voices.


The voice every day. Listen to the people speak listen to them say. Memento Mori! Memento Mori! The dust is gold, my eyes finally see! Many heart's great struggle, to see the truth. To find out the secret locked away in the Earth. Hear the earth scream Memento Vivere Memento Vivere. Treat such promises with such great care. The lullaby, sweet death. Carries them alone.

Beyond all hearts lies the dear, sweet home.