| Overdose on darkness in the corridors of fire, |
| There’s a face in the mirror, Of unchained desire. |
| She’s in her house, standing by the door, |
| You can’t go in, you’re not welcome anymore. |
| Standing on the rooftops, soaking by the rain, |
| Dreaming of the long deceased, never coming back again, |
| Riding through the darkness, hiding from the sun, |
| Refuge in the shades below, until the day is done. |
| Through the hour glass, |
| watch my time slip away, |
| Chasing haloes, faces so far away, |
| And your hands tied to the blade, |
| Disguised — she’s my ascension, |
| My slow suicide. |
| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide, |
| I’m chasing heaven, never reach the other side, |
| Ascension, my slow suicide, |
| Chase tomorrow, till there’s nothing left inside. |
| Through the hourglass, watch my time slip away, |
| Chasing haloes, faces so far away, |
| Can’t see, for all the light, |
| There’s two faces, black and scarlet, |
| Locked between another night. |
| Standing on the rooftops, soaking by the rain, |
| Dreaming of the long deceased, never coming back again, |
| Riding through the darkness, hiding from the sun, |
| Refuge in the shades below, until the day is done. |
| Overdose on darkness She’s my ascension, |
| my slow suicide, I’m chasing heaven, |
| never reach the other side, |
| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide, |
| Chasing heroin tonight. |
| Yeah, ascension, a slow suicide, |
| Chasing haloes, this is the other side. |
| Ascension, a slow suicide. |
| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide. |
| Ascension, my heroin divine. She’s my ascension! |