Dessus de ma tête…
. lift .
Drop
Drop
We Drop
Don’t remain
Pull the light from inside out
And so now we’ll take the fight
Take the flight above to space to look down upon our souls
We finally enjoy ourselves since we've overthrown…
Rise
Rise
We Rise
To slowly dying lights
Of the stars' embrace (our only glowing hope)
And since we now rule above all else
We're tense and turning, nervous of all that hell burns
And so it goes, we're out of reasons to lastly prove our worth.
Fall
Fall
We Fall
Farther down
Give back the light from inside out
Understanding is not our strength
We bear not the strength to wish upon peace and beautiful sites
Begin again, we continue, descend, and yearn to give back our lives.
-tiscal.
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