Gather matters of the heart

So we can act a fool

It's incomplete without you

The silver soul is running through

It's a vision, complete illusion, yeah

The needle on the spinning wheel

Collecting silver coil

It gathers heat without you

Whether or not you turned from it

It's a quick turn

To let us in, yeah

It is happening again

It is happening again

It is happening again

It is happening again

The bodies lying in the sand

They're moving in the dark

It is so quick to let us in

We feel it moving through our skin

It's a sickness, infinite quickness, yeah

It is happening again

It is happening again

It is happening again oh oh

It is happening again

It is happening again oh oh

It is happening again

It is happening again oh oh

It is happening again

It is happening again oh oh

It is happening again

It is happening again