In the Wake of Life

The black boredom of a heaven in hell
 Spitting poison back into the depths of your lover's well
 A dying tear on the edge of a knife
 I cut my teeth on all the crooked hearts and heartless lies
 Or do you still believe
 There's something left to believe
 This is love in the wake of life
 All your love in the wake of life
 Scorched earth and the fires of youth
 Our flowers laid to waste on the empty graves of a hollow truth
 Like silhouettes in the fog of the world
 A venal muse to all you black boot boys and rain coat girls
 And I don't believe
 There's something left to believe
 This is love in the wake of life
 All your love in the wake of life
 In death I'll survive
 All your love in the wake of life
 Into the parklands
 Led by a cold hand
 Where do we go
 Out of the moonlight
 Caught in a blindsight
 Where do we go from here