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I fly from city to cities |
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Aluminum bird |
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Hide behind the sunset |
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I cut my fingers fixing tin can wings |
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Restoring its life |
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Sipping on mercury |
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My pet's edges |
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Are burning beside me |
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Reshaping steel seems |
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Reflecting my chivalry |
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I touch the coastline |
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Feet dipping behind me |
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Taste the salt on my skin |
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Watch it come over me |
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I take a picture |
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Drowning underwater |
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I'm taming metal beasts |
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And crashing desert |
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Screaming bullet |
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I'm speeding beside you |
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Tied upon your path |
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Quiet the mountain sleeps |
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Now it's silent |
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No one to side me |
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Through the blurring trees |
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I spot varnished families |
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A sunken armory |
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Shapes like a caste |
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It was waiting int he river |
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Sinking in mystery |
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I take a picture |
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Drowning underwater |
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I'm taming metal beasts |
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And crashing desert |
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The streets of Paris are lonely and hiding |
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The face of it's statues |
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Are cold in their taunting me |
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I climb the mane of the cast iron lions |
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They were spitting in the fountains |
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Swimming in sanctity |
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A cacti bed leaves a prickly incision |
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Your dirt a bright red |
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Eroding face of fire |
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I take a picture |
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Drowning underwater |
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I'm taming metal beasts |
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And crashing desert |
