Epilogues by Cloning Lyrics

Something stirs out on the mezzanine
Making its way under a canopy
Of fallen stars, guilt, borrowed truth
Lets reimagine all of our youths

There was silence of the seventh seal
Crooked ways and wicked deals
And in those nights we could never tell
That we had no one to blame but ourselves

Cause there was, no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your epilogue
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch?
Turning through the pages of your epilogue

Each page gives us a different view
More caught up in yourself than you ever knew
The stories you’ve told start unravelling
In tendrils of snow that surround them

Thats when a frost starts creeping
A clock starts ticking
So where was the page it was written?
Now theres no one to blame but yourself
Cause there was, no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your epilogue
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch?
Turning through the pages of your epilogue