Besedila: Lostprophets. View To A Kill.

Meeting you with a view to a kill,
Face to faces, secret places,
Feel the chill

Nightfall covers me,
But you know the plans I'm making,
Still overseas,
Could it be the whole lot opening wide
A sacred why,
A mystery keeping inside,
The weekends why

Until we dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need,
Dance into the fire,
To fatal sounds of broken dreams,
Dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need,
Dance into the fire,
To fatal sounds of broken dreams

Choice for you is the view to a kill
Between the shades,

Assassinations standing still

Birds crystal tears fall as snowflakes on your body,
First time in years,
To drench your skin with lovers' rosy stain,
A chance to find a phoenix for the flame,
A chance to die

Until we dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need,
Dance into the fire,
To fatal sounds of broken dreams,
Dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need,
Dance into the fire,
When all we see is,
Is the view to a kill