Anatomy Of A Ghost Distress In The Control Tower Lyrics

Distress In The Control Tower Lyrics

We're surrounded

 JUST DROP THE GUN!

 The fields have been cut off with stars and black windmills

 The ticking clock spins out of control

 

 Erosion claims the monuments

 Wires rust sets the ghost with such hollow empty sound

 Breaking on its touch to eardrums

 Traversing these low vibrations to an awful piercing pitch

 So tear us down so we can cut our throats

 Leaving the words written in sky

 No we won't put these hands down tonight

 

 Breathing takes practice and its practice we missed

 So we die end transmission we're giving up

 Climb the spires in hopes of

 

 The flowing uncut grass climbs up all in efforts to drag us down

 Hidden from the stand off as if they wouldn't look

 

 Turn the lights low

 Wasting precious time

 Wait for no one

 Tell it like it

 

 (Sudden FULL sudden REVERSE)