Letra de Red tide

Underground fire. A heavy, liquid sheet of heat. Weaving
patterns into the ghost of the Earth. Quicksilver burns;
Bearing the weight ... Of change.

Baby´s in her hour ((heart?))) of darkness
And they think she feels it´s hopeless
Disconnected from the dance hall ((?))
______ on her heart of purple ((?))

Is this passion or ... Your red tide ...

Is this faces of a bleak expression
Taking on her tones of depression ((?))
Tis the season´s witching hour ((?))
As the summer loses power

Is this passion or ... Your red tide....

Baby´s breaking your kiss goodnight ((?))
This is where her heart will not die

Is this passion or ... Your red tide

Your red tide

Your red tide