Hello, hello. This is a recording of the first day.
Innocence of the sweet, unknowing child.
Hello, hello. This is a recording of the last day.
Hurt, alone, and defiled.
The snowflakes leave their teardrops on cold, cold tombstone.
Hello, hello, lie with them in the enlightened unknown.

Hello, hello. This is a recording of the shadows.
Hello, hello. If you're hearing this, the angels have fallen.
I'm so sorry that coffins contain the key.
The key to the treasure of which you dream, dream, dream.
Doors leading to dead ends.
Doors leading to nothing.
Corridors with ghostly turns and bends.
You get lost in the maze of mourning, just looking for something.

Hello, hello. This is a recording of the first day.
Hello, hello. This is recording of the last.
Hello, hello. Lift me out of this insanity.
Hello, hello. Can anybody hear me?
Goodbye, goodbye. this is a recording of the last day.
Goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye, goodbye.