Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Knifeworld
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kavus Torabi
Composer
Lirik
Hi, we've only got these words why are we all
Falling upwards looking down at Hell?
The Devil keeps a close watch on his entry phone
Waiting there for you to ring the bell
High, aflame
High, aflame
With the chatter of electric semaphore
We could radio the golden few
Then the clouds will part and you'll reveal yourself
All the radios will tune to you
High, aflame
High, aflame
I was lying face down, an uncertainty
Marking my defeat in crushing tales
When I felt the hands of titans guiding me
And the breath of gods inflate my sails
High, aflame
High, aflame
In the wake of brilliance and lunacy
Or the quake of microscopic dots
Why would we these desperate circles occupy?
When we could speak in tongues or stop the clocks
High, aflame
High, aflame
Oh darling if you could see through time, Phanerothyme
I got a feeling that we could just be leaving on another train
No coming back again
I scored a hundred, don't mean I'm high, probably why
I got a craving that we could just be saving up another day
He's found another way
Oh darling if you could see through time, Phanerothyme
I got a feeling that we could just be leaving on another train
No coming back again
I scored a hundred, don't mean I'm high, probably why
I got a craving that we could just be saving up another day
He's found another way
I got a feeling he won't be back this way again
Living set to die, living set to die
Ooh, I got a feeling he won't be back this way again
Living set to die, living set to die
Ooh, I got a feeling he won't be back this way again
Living set to die, living set to die
Ooh, I got a feeling he won't be back this way again
Living set to die, living set to die
Living set to die, living set to die
Living set to die, living set to die
Written by: Kavus Torabi
