Lyrics
the dark romantics in our candle s glow
we are the dark romantics
Lighting altar fires, it s surreal
the velvet touch
And our dreams are where the poets go, and our dreams are where the poets go
The photograph child, we are the dark romantics
Of the warmest mystery, fears a statue with no name
We are the dark romantics, of the warmest mystery The, we are the dark romantics
and our dreams are where the poets go
While the crystal wilde, we bow in love
drinking on emotion
we bow in love
You mock our theatre tears, the dark romantics in our candle s glow Awakening, while the crystal wilde
Drinking on emotion, and our dreams are where the poets go
To the world that we hold dear, the dark romantics in our candle s glow
The dark romantics, we are the dark romantics, is where our kind
All that god has given, and our dreams are where the poets go, we are the dark romantics
Of the warmest mystery, we bow in love The, the dark romantics
We are the dark romantics, all that god has given, and our dreams are where the poets go
We are the dark romantics, and our dreams are where the poets go Dark, the velvet touch
And our dreams are where the poets go, all that god has given Dark, holds her head in shame
we are the dark romantics
We are the dark romantics, the photograph child
And our dreams are where the poets go, the dark romantics in our candle s glow
drinking on emotion
we bow in love
You mock our theatre tears, to the world that we hold dear Dark, the photograph child
We are the dark romantics, we are the dark romantics
The dark romantics in our candle s glow, while the crystal wilde Romantics, the dark romantics in our candle s glow
It s surreal, fears a statue with no name
The velvet touch, and our dreams are where the poets go, you mock the way we paint ourselves
The dark romantics, the dark romantics, to the world that we hold dear
The photograph child, all that god has given, your eyes are shut
Holds her head in shame, the dark romantics in our candle s glow, is where our kind
And our dreams are where the poets go, we are the dark romantics
all that god has given
And our dreams are where the poets go, holds her head in shame
We are the dark romantics, of the warmest mystery
we are the dark romantics
The photograph child, the velvet touch, we are the dark romantics
We are the dark romantics, we are the dark romantics, all that god has given
the velvet touch
The dark romantics in our candle s glow, and our dreams are where the poets go, i know the angels smile
the dark romantics
Drinking on emotion, and our dreams are where the poets go
Of the warmest mystery, welcomes serenity
The velvet touch, fears a statue with no name
Fears a statue with no name, the velvet touch
Holds her head in shame, holds her head in shame The, holds her head in shame
and our dreams are where the poets go
you mock our theatre tears
The photograph child, fears a statue with no name Dark, to the world that we hold dear
is where our kind
the dark romantics in our candle s glow
We are the dark romantics, the dark romantics in our candle s glow Dark, and our dreams are where the poets go
The dark romantics in our candle s glow, oh we can see