[Intro] Hello, my home… my empty friend… I’ve come to walk your streets again… Through shattered glass and doors long shuttered, Where ash and bone lie thickly cluttered… And the echoes… of what we used to be… Still speak to me… In the dark… of Eastgarde. [Verse 1] Thread & Glitz once lit the lane— Hank’s craft was sharp as tailored pain. He stitched the dreams of paupers, kings, Now broken needles pierce his wings. His mannequins wear dust like gowns of grief… Time is the thief… Of Eastgarde. [Verse 2] At Valveteen, the curtains bled— Where Patrick’s lovers used to tread. Now moans are muffled, rooms sit still, Desire drowned by winter's chill. The halls that sang with lust and light… Now hide in night… In Eastgarde. [Pre-Chorus] No guards patrol, no bells are rung… The taverns hush their drunken tongues. Each heartbeat dares to walk alone— Through crumbled stone… Through moan and groan… Desire drowned by winter's chill. The halls that sang with lust and light… Now hide in night… In Eastgarde. [Pre-Chorus] No guards patrol, no bells are rung… The taverns hush their drunken tongues. Each heartbeat dares to walk alone— Through crumbled stone… Through moan and groan… [Chorus] And in the sound… of shattered cries!! The city we knew… slowly dies!! Sal’s Pizza cold!! No warmth to share!! Zavine bathes alone!! In vacant stares!! And Oola writes!! With pens that bleed through pain!! While I remain… In Eastgarde!! [Verse 3] Sal the Dragon lost his flame— No laughter left to fill his name. He sings to chairs, his tables bare, Still sets the plates like someone cares. But no one knocks, no bell has rung… He cooks for none… In Eastgarde. [Verse 4] Lilypad’s steam has turned to ice… Zavine soaks in a fool’s paradise. Her silken smile holds back the screams— But baths can’t cleanse a world of dreams. She hums beneath the choking sky… Afraid to cry… In Eastgarde. [Bridge] Nine Lives now has no tune to play… Oola speaks in disarray. He strokes his strings, then writes again, Another song for absent friends. He whispers to his pens like they might hear… As the silence draws near… [Final Chorus] (Woah!!!) And in the sound… of shattered cries!! The city we knew… slowly dies!! Sal’s Pizza cold!! No warmth to share!! Zavine bathes alone!! In vacant stares!! And Oola writes!! With pens that bleed through pain!! While I remain… (While I Remain..) In Eastgarde!! [Outro] So I sit… with beasts and fading flame… And whisper each forgotten name… Into the dark…Of Eastgarde.
