Coheed And Cambria Apollo I: The Writing Writer Lyrics

Apollo I: The Writing Writer Lyrics

In these words that crash my ears

I now stomach this with fear

With my turn I gathered name as the bastard's son

Who by fire I would come

Through these wires I must cut

Atop this tower of loss and lust



I'll gravitate towards you

I will, in the now, hate you



I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before

I'll live through this in a manner

cursed at my own accord



If my shame spills our worth across this floor

Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV

Only I don't even think of you

No I don't want to think of you anymore

Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

Goodnight, tonight, goodbye



In my presence you might wake

Through this fiction I must fake

Your death to grace the face of my character

With these lessons he might learn

That all worlds from here must burn

For as God demands in the end we miss



I don't want to go



So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?

You left me here to fend on my own