Three Mile Pilot South
Amongst the ghosts there is a secret to life
Over buildings they brought to you their souls of the
dead
Could volcanos lie so still
I could never replace you
No matter how many times I kill you
You find these ways to live through the end
All of them pushed to the side
In the sands
I was cut from that seed
Thats why I am blind
And I'm not saving for that day and I don't care who
reigns
In my grave I'm showered by these things you cover
In my grave the shadows pin two houses wide
Its overwhelming how they want it all back
The devils always red
Do you see
From a city inside the earth as outside volcanos cry my
brother I must kill
Now I see
To win the game
On a sure foot
All of them
In the sands
And I was cut from that seed
Thats why I am blind
And I'm not saving for that day
And I don't care when it rains
The southern fever calls to the opera circle south
