Coliseum Man Was Never Meant To Fly
Never learned, never found the word.
Took the curse of sight, cast out in the sky.
Brother, where's this end?
I'm facing boundless night.
Can't see the ground.
Can't see the ground below.
Save me.
Never clear, never safe inside.
Saw the Devil's eye flash across the sky.
Brother, where's this end?
I'm facing boundless night.
Can't see the ground.
Can't see the ground below.
Hours pass, time stops cold. Closing in, I speak with ghosts.
Air turns thin, pulse starts to wane, closing in, closing in.
Man was never meant to fly.
Save me.
