Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Like a [beetle in a byrd?]
Carrying stories never heard
And they sing they sing they sing
Feel them scream
They scream they scream they sing
But they never dream
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Like a seed underground
Wrapped in dirt yet to be found
By the sun the sun and the sand
Of deception
By the sun the sun and the sand
Comes the golden boy
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Living for a lie
Descending from a secret sky
Descending from a secret sky
Descending from a secret sky
