Lyricist : Dan Searle

Composer : Jordan Fish/Dan Searle

Is there nothing but the cold at the centre of a blackhole?

The signal fire's gonna burn out

Through the sirens and the flares

I was swallowed by the storm clouds

Hail stones on a glass house

There were diamonds in the air

And the oxygen left my chest

Lost souls trapped beneath this ceiling

It's figure eight ‘til the ghosts have been laid to rest

Pull it tight try to stop this bleeding

Stampede as the horrors run through my head

Death stared and I died a thousand times

Nightmares left a riot in my mind

Is today so hollow

If there were no tomorrow?

Midnight we cut the power lines

No light but the fire in my eyes

Is today so hollow

If there were no tomorrow?

Sick of living with the pain now

Someone take me for repair

There's a bitter taste in my mouth

In the silence there was ill health

Maybe life just isn't fair

Maybe I'm just ****ing self obsessed

Don't say I gotta chase this feeling

Bullets hit but it's only gonna dent the vest

Wartime with the whole world sleeping

Bombs drop on the prison hope built instead

Struck down

Souls carried through an unknown universe

No service for the faithless

Everything turns to dust

Death stared and I died a thousand times

Nightmares left a riot in my mind

Is today so hollow

If there were no tomorrow?

Midnight we cut the power lines

No light but the fire in my eyes

Is today so hollow

If there were no tomorrow?

There were diamonds in the air

And the oxygen left my chest

Is there anybody there?

I pray that I'll be blessed

Heaven to earth

God only knows if we're here in spirit

Chapter and Verse

There's nowhere to go when the sky is the limit

Is there nothing but the cold at the centre of a blackhole?

Nowhere to go when the sky is the limit