Look ahead an ocean romance, washed away the dread Following the breadcrumbs, a lonesome warrior Hollowing out, a drink that blinks with a moldy sprout The sorcerers and witches who doubt themselves For warriors whose kisses burn, in hell Rotten bun, scarred by everyone Just hold my hand, let's break away from them Rotten bun, scarred by everyone Just hold my hand, let's break away from them Night terror, a bath of sweat inside a clam shell jaw Swallowing dinosaurs with sickly, devil claws The sorcerers and witches who doubt themselves For warriors whose kisses burn, in hell Rotten bun, scarred by everyone Just hold my hand, let's break away from Everyone with the rotten, tongues Just hold my hand, let's run away from them Let them rot away Let them rot away Let them rot away Let them rot away Let them rot away Let them rot away Let them rot away