Disharmonic Orchestra – Off The Ground

Here comes the blue

A million tears gonna tear apart

What never shuts

A million spears gonna pierce your heart

A thousand cuts

A million souls all running scared

All driven nuts

Over the moon back to my place

Off the ground to the lunar base

If I could have just one more wish

It would be a viscious fish]

I’m happy to say

The chronic breath of death collides

Up to my sleeve

No flovers for the man who died

You can not leave

Throughout the windows of deep sleep

Where I achieve

Come inside and join my mind

I will show you how to dance

Without attractions caused by trips

I will put you into trance

I leave you soon

You talk too much

I’ll never stand

Your obsessive touch

A clumsy kiss

That ends in fears

OH how I wish

Not to be here

Come to me

Close your eyes

I lose control

And drift away