adrenochrome

		we'll turn away in a passive decision
		we'll take the steps through the unmarked door
		we look back for another collision
		but the boys of the spires
		are boys no more

		not black and red boys
		frightened by the night
		by the Catholic monochrome
		the Catholic girls now
		stark in their dark and white
		dread in monochrome
		the Sisters of Mercy
		high tide
		wide eyed
		sped on adrenochrome
		for the Sisters of Mercy
		filled with
		panic in their eyes
		rise
		dead on adrenochrome
		
		we had the power
		we had the space
		we had a sense of time and place
		we knew the words
		we knew the score
		we knew what we were fighting for
		for the freedom
		the time to choose
		but time to think 
		is time to lose
		the signals clash
		and disappear
		the shade too loud
		and the sound unclear
		for the

		high tide
		wide eyed
		dread in monochrome
		denied in spite
		disliked in monochrome
		panic in their eyes
		rise
		dead and monochrome
		the Sisters of Mercy
		spite
		on adrenochrome

		the way is clear
		the road is closed
		the damage done
		and the course
		imposed you