behold the pale horse, this is the funeral of the earth.
There's something running through my blood, takes hold of me, It's taking me to heights you'll never see. Yeah I'm your wildest dream, There's something disturbing your sleep. Well now you'll see nothing's ever what it seems to be, now I'm all that you bleed. You better believe that you can see me now. I'm on the top of the highest building, and you're still on the ground. At any minute this could all collapse, and I could come back down. xoxo