Further than ever
/Life's blackness
The heart of never
Slack in the pull
Cracks in the pavement
The basement is cold
Wet, drips of green
Turnstiles of hate
Turning plates in the sea
Rust on the machine
Frozen ache
Hells button
Fire of the haunt
Panic of the level
None is too much
It gets deeper always
It runs further
The heart of never
Slack in the pull
Cracks in the pavement
The basement is cold
Wet, drips of green
Turnstiles of hate
Turning plates in the sea
Rust on the machine
Frozen ache
Hells button
Fire of the haunt
Panic of the level
None is too much
It gets deeper always
It runs further