Beautiful Destroyer Testo

Grasping at dead straws again.
I'm clawing at dry sand.
Can't remember where I've been.
Or who died on command.
Our minds are what they after.
So I drown in your laughter.
Our souls in sweet reunion.
We die to keep it moving.
Don't cry.
Beautiful destroyer of mine. Terrible disaster so fine.
I've put all I've got on the line.
Just so you might show me one sign.
And so it goes.
I watch them drop like flies.
Until I find another face.
To use for my disguise.
I walk among the millions.
I smile like a civilian.
My mind is on a mission.
I'll talk on one condition