The Four Hoarsemen 가사

Starving just to stay hungry Dying just to feel alive Only the pursuit of our dreams Will keep us awake at night No stars can be seen from down here Yet the night never gleamed so sincere There is always music Bearing the weight with us In the jaws of tragedy We are able to dream at night This bloodstained paper, a bandage for the soul These deafening screams, a gag for our own demons We are bound to the underground If we ever go up it will be to shut the top down Upon the neck of Venus we place the head of Samothrace This is the slaughter of silence I'd sooner die fighting the stream Than live swallowed in the sea Starving to stay hungry Dying just to feel alive