[Verse 1] Ghostly blurs on the lens Where the dark void ends Shimmering trails of white Blinded by pure light Stripped of all detail now They will watch us bow Motion becomes the frame No one remembers the name [Chorus] Enter the blank space! Lose your own face! High fashion, cold eyes! Where the truth dies! Enter the blank space! Feel the bass race! Cold, cold, cold white! Everything is bright! [Verse 2] Long exposure, slow breath Dancin' with life and death A ghostly trail in the dark We leave no human mark Minimalist in our design Crossin' a dangerous line The pure potential of space Erasing every last trace [Chorus] Enter the blank space! Lose your own face! High fashion, cold eyes! Where the truth dies! Enter the blank space! Feel the bass race! Cold, cold, cold white! Everything is bright! [Bridge] (Ooh...) The moment before the sound Where nothing but truth is found A clean slate, a pure design Where your world and my world intertwine [Outro] (Fade out) (Silence is the apex) Blank.
