Torment, sorrow, misery and strife
Screaming all away to the dying of the light

Under dark gun metal gray
I want skies of Yves Klein blue
In this tired familiar place
I wanna see the same anew

But I don't know what to do
'Cause you're bitter and you're cruel
And I think you need a night off from yourself

Torment, sorrow, misery and strife
Screaming all away to the dying of the light

You used to be the beast
Now we only got the bones
Still I watch you struggle on
Against the fate you can't control

What is it I have to do
Whatever dues I have to pay
To help you get a night off from yourself

Torment, sorrow, misery and strife
Screaming all away to the dying of the light
Torment, sorrow, misery and strife
Screaming all away to the dying of the light
Torment, sorrow, misery and strife
Screaming all away to the dying of the light

Screaming all away to the dying of the light
Screaming all away to the dying of the light
Screaming all away to the dying of the light
Screaming all away to the dying of the light