Immortals Lyrics - Chroma - Eugene Mcguinness

Do not adjust your TV sets 

What you're about to see is a live broadcast 

With a warning to whom it conserns 

We have scenes some viewers 

may find disturbing 

You can run from your impending doom 

But we're all immortal 

You're so stunned from our bolts from the blue 

But we're all immortal 

Where humdrum's slum-bums are down and out 

Down where you couldn't turn 

a fucking sweet in your mouth 

We'll paraglide across this dystopian junkyard 

Press the fast forward over all the boring parts 

You can run from your impending doom 

But we're all immortal 

You're so stunned from our bolds from the blue 

But we're all immortal 

Call me hollow 

Call me Apollo 

Call me what you like 

Re-stitch the scars, too much too late 

Too little too early, 

Say hello to the birdie and wait 

For the flash, later or sooner comes 

Saturday, Saturday somersaulting up to the- 

Glory hunters, fearful that they'll lose 

But we're all immortal 

So come rejoice and start anew 

We're all immortal 

Call me hallow 

Call me Apollo 

Call me what you like 

Call me shallow 

Fire your poison arrows 

But I'm alright