In Space, No One Can Hear You Scream

He couldn't help but seek the strings, As he played the tunes of a father, Deposit on a house in Sorrowland And he won't let go, No, he won't let go Light leaks through the window, Showing rituals of unseen, Of what happens behind the curtain, A lonesome production And he won't let go, No, he won't let go Lanterns that carry the flame of clandestine, A list of broken names on your shrine, He said it would fade away No, he won't let go, And he won't let go, And he won't let go, No he won't let go Won't let go