It's like mythology or a fairy tale
The clouds crumble up
There's poison in the air
You're floating up into the abyss
Gravity has changed
I knew it would shift
All alone
Alone
Alone
All alone
Alone
Alone
Through a hole in the wall
I can see a land of flowers
Burned by a star
Suffering an eternal scar
I sat on a rooftop
And watched the sky change
Night to day
Day to night
Sixty thousand corpses on a hill
Stacked on top of each other
Waiting to be a meal
Sixty thousand corpses on a hill
Stacked on top of each other
Waiting to be a meal
I sat down and had a conversation
With the oldest god
The beating heat against my skin
He asks me
"What are your fears?"
I reply "Not being satisfied"
He knew it was a lie
He shakes his head and says
"I'll tell you my fear"
The sun stares at me and says "I am afraid of the moon"