Morningstar
I Saw a Star Beneath the Stairs Glowing Through the Melting Walls.
Who Will Be the First to Begin Their Fall?
Or Will We Become One?
Am I the Star Beneath the Stairs?
Am I a Ghost Upon the Stage?
Am I Your Anything?
I Saw a Star Beneath the Stairs Glowing Bright Before Descent
And in the Morning There Is Nothing Left But What's Inside of Me.
And I Don't Want to Die Tonight; Will You Believe in Me?
And I Don't Want to Fall Into the Light.
Will You Wish Upon?
Will You Walk Upon Me?
I Don't Want to Die Tonight.
Will You.
