Hands of destruction Hold me by the collar I take a sip to slip away The spell of illusion looks like how I want it But when I reach there's nothing there
The skies are calling I want to touch the lightning And I am falling Into the outer space
Stir from submission Instinctive intermission A pause to recollect myself Cheap entertainment Pass on that temptation I'll toss it all into the wind
The skies are calling I want to touch the lightning And I am falling Into the outer space Into the outer space Into the outer space
Look up at the stars, wonder who we are We know this place isn't what it seems
We're reaching out, from the past Walls of sand, never last Into the sky, Into the breeze
The skies are calling I want to touch the lightning And I am falling Into the outer space