From The Sky


I fell from the sky with fire in my palm,
conscience in the breeze to comfort you and I.
I am the stranger here, I know everything.
I am the spy, that speaks with twisting tongue.


I fell fom he sky.
watch it fold and nullify.
My chance at resurrection.

Tell the people down there, Ive come to steal their ghosts.
destroy their prisons and transform Ideas.
sleepy bars await. You dance with a rose in your hand.
Ever stop and wonder why your joy is evil?


From the sky. Lyrics fom the Crowley Brigade project.Copyright VoLk 2002.