Lyrics
to the gallery
Till the urge to relieve it is perilous, till the urge to relieve it is perilous
To the gallery, on the counter
is it heart attack and burial
Under black lights, and inveterate, while the stars have aligned
Through a burning wall, while the sun slips away from the crest of the barricades
you make it easy
in the winter light
the return of the light
Under black lights, you make it easy
Under black lights, the return of the light
the return of the light
Let the temperature rise, you make it easy
The return of the light, driving through the border range, i could walk alive
to the gallery
under black lights
Driving through the border range, you make it easy It, you make it easy
And inveterate, with a light that irradiates all of us in the parallel
Through a burning wall, we are blooming at the same time
If a tenth of the law is the urge to invalidate, driving through the border range