كلمات Element 151

Satellites are falling to the ground The trusting don't make a sound What are we here for? There are lights in the sky Brightly flashing in patterns (Mr. Lazio was so right) The horizon is filled with strobes of light The auroras create a different night Losing touch with our sense of fear This is your vision of splendor, a loss of feel This isn't human, I know this can't be human The ulterior are here The world is in an uproar Oblivious to warnings That are embroidered by the media (Mr. Lazio was so right) The horizon is filled with strobes of light The auroras create a different night Losing touch with our sense of fear This is your vision of splendor, a loss of feel This isn't human, I know this can't be human Will they devour our world whole, Or spit it out because of the wretched taste? The horizon is filled with strobes of light The auroras create a different night Losing touch with our sense of fear This is your vision of splendor, a loss of feel The emotion arrived, disappears from what once was home