We are the ghosts.
We need to see this, the fire in their eyes.
We need to fuel this urge to see them burn.
We used to close our eyes, to not see our sin.
This guilt, everlasting, it will be.
We are the ghosts.
We'll punish you for the past, show you what the future
holds.
We are the ghosts.
No one stays, no one goes.
Light the torch!
And if there's a valid reason for our hearts to get
crushed.
There sure must be a reason to light this torch.
We'll burn this whole damn city down.
But first we need to see them, our beloved ones.
Let us fall in love for the last time.
We need to say the things we never got to say.
We have to say these things, we have to say goodbye.