كلمات Vertical

Burning tongues of fire break the horizon Chemical reactions electrify the clouds Cannibal black holes down all the stars above Balanced on a tightrope I'm ready for the show Dust your face with grout The crowd comes with loud acclaim Mark your lips with blood Your smile reveals such a light Are you ready to fall? All is so bright Everything is alright When I don't want to feel Death can be like a dream Burning tongues of fire run throughout my bones Chemical reactions are satisfying my soul A Thousand broken calls hanging up the phone Knelt down to a dead icon I'm eating flash and blood Dust your face with grout The crowd comes with loud acclaim Mark your lips with blood Your smile reveals such a light Are you ready to fall? All is so bright Everything is alright When I don't want to feel Death can be like a dream In the aesthetics of the vertical fall Dying is a delicate art Ephemeral as beauty Dried seeds of vanity When I don't want to feel Death can be like a dream