at some point we used to hunt it for fun we were always on the run i be the cinema brigth i be the pyramid eye
and if i'd leave in the dark and if i left in a mark they'll be no trace of this earth except a mark in the dirt
and in a sudden white light you fail me and in a sudden white lie I can see I was wrong all this time
i can push em back to the sky but they keep coming back when my mistakes rise
i be the cinema bright i be the taken surprise i be the angel on a mission to a heaven intermission lack of vision be the fission be deficient in the instinct you might sit on earth the rest the scramble in dirt
i be the queen in the mire to act the ackerman be the pyramid mirage to clash the lower caste break the mast; i count to ten no thinkin fast dont be the failure growing tired of that sertaline time to rise be the pride kiss the bride be a man suicide be the instinct of the soldier taking time off just to rise