Senses Fail - Chandelier

Band: Senses Fail Album: Life is Not a Waiting Room This head is haunted by a chorus in the sky. The voices aren't mine, I kiss the darkness as I see the whites of their eyes. They're crawling up my spine, they bloom at midnight in the middle of the moonlight. Strike a match! Light the chandelier! This bedroom is a ballroom now. Strike the band and make the dead dance. This room is filled with corpses in costumes. My guests dress in black and blue, I raise a toast to the few. The orchids are in bloom, there's a dead note in the choir of the garden. The sun will kiss the gloom because the warden's giving pardons soon. "This is your last night. Do you believe in what you write? We open the sky and we hope you see light."