Climbing up to metal doors Splash of red we've seen before Cryptic message on the ground Stare straight up before looking down Lean into this scene Wearing widow's weeds Run inside and suddenly So many limbs all over me Pretty people wild and free Here is where I'll leave you be You would do the same for me Behind the roads, beneath cities A shape will form from little lights Moves on you, then covers me From head to toe in widow's weeds In widow's weeds Make a blanket from your hair They're getting close, but we don't care You whisper gently, unaware That here is where I'll leave you be You would do the same for me Behind the roads, beneath cities A shape will form from little lights Moves on you, then covers me From head to toe in widow's weeds In widow's weeds,…