Minus World

Was it a miracle?

Locked in room with a grievous angel

Don't get hysterical

Salvation

Our own palace in the devil's dustbin

Is this a miracle?

Something's wrong

We're not where we belong

Run aground, teetered on top a salt bank

Brittled bones underneath, they're surrounded

Dusty swarm of mutated little wings

The only survival is forever treading

Something's wrong

We're not where we belong

But not for long

We're not where we belong

Something's wrong

Something's wrong

We're not where we belong

Doo-doo-doo-doo