Texty: Love Equals Death. Black Rain.

Black rain
New beginnings
We all follow the blood trail
To our life's ending

We're the conversation
Of a bleeding past
We're the doubt conquerors
The ones with a soul
We'll grab this dream and we won't let go

Can we break this cycle?
Hell, I don't know
That's right
We want it our way

We're the dark gloom
At your white wedding
We're the talk of the town
And we're not sorry

We're the egotistic
We're the laughing stock
We're the night stalkers
The ones with the gun
We'll squeeze that trigger and we won't let go

Can we break this cycle?
Hell, I don't know
That's right
We want it our way

We won't stop until we're free
We won't say, we're sorry
We are strong, we are young
And we're gonna race off to the top of the sun
And we won't stop until we're free

Can we break this cycle?
Hell, I don't know
That's right
We want it our way

We won't stop until we're free
We won't say, we're sorry
We are strong, we are young
And we're gonna race off to the top of the sun
And we won't stop until we're free