I'm coming out of the void. Along a spiral trace. Escorted by a thousand souls. Remembered but still unknown.... I don't need wings. To reach the sky.
Oh how I lived the game. When we were dancin' on bridges. High above rivers of tears and. The lightness of innocence gave us wings. We were sleepin' covered.
They tore me down, they threw me out. They shot my mouth. They enslaved my mind, they blocked my way. Holding me back with their stupid game. . Hand on trigger, Phantom face.