Lyrics

Her heart drips the venom of ancient snake
Her eyes drip the blood of vampire stake
Her lies are the face that launched a thousand ships
Her song is the rapier with a thousand tips

His face shows the anguish of a life stillborn
His wit has the prick of an angry thorn
He spirits are lifted by the sails of other ships
His words are the words of other better lips

They hide in the shadows of other peoples dreams
They dance to the music of other peoples screams
They sift through the love that passes them by
Searching for answers in the empty sky

Blank as a brick wall
Common as dirt
Sharp as a scalpel
Sweet as dessert