Goth Shades

[Verse] Its glaring gaze, the sun's not valid. Gothic shades, keep me pallid. [Chorus] Shield my eyes from insights so bright - no - all I needa see is death's glint within the tint. Hindsight reaps grim for me. [Verse] A burning haze, rays beat down but Gothic shades staring at the ground. [Chorus] Shield my eyes from insights so bright. All I needa see is death's glint within the tint. Hindsight reaps grim for me. [Post-Chorus] And it's not really my problem. It seems to be death's problem. It's not really a problem to me. [shoegaze/death rock guitar solo] [Post-Chorus] And it's not really my problem. It seems to be death's problem. It's not really a problem to me. [shoegaze/death rock guitar solo] [end] [silence]