From the recording The Monster
This song is about the life of a musician; how we create and struggle for our music and how some of us are sucked into the music industry and sucked dry of emotions, creativity and dreams.
Lyrics
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead
Unwelcomed encounters agitated old emotions
You are a virus; breeding disease
A curse fated to haunt my every growing darkness
Your existence; an oasis created by illusions and delusions resurfaced over time
Are you or am I to be blamed for not letting go of the past?
Like flies to the light
This twilight attracts the dead
Like flies to the light
No one ever wants to go back
I've become the grave digger
Burying hopes, dreams and ambitions
Crushed under the rock of time
The fallen entombed alive
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead
Your existence; an oasis created by illusions and delusions resurfaced over time
Are you or am I to be blamed for not letting go of the past?
Like flies to the light
This twilight attracts the dead
Like flies to the light
No one ever wants to go back
Dazed and confused, awaken
Bury deep in the sand
A disease, subdue the ego
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead
Graves for the fireflies
Graveyard for the undead