Byzantine

 

Spin my dradle and I will split your atom

Spin the bottle and I will play assassin

We parachute to ground for we fear the empire

 

Pale meadows crumble on

Well I'm waiting for the sun to go out

We won't fear

 

Dripping like a sunday

Standing at my doorstep

Cloudy like a pigpen (we won't fear)

Wearing an old boar's head

I would like to help you

I would like to wake up

I would like to ask you (we won't fear)

If you'd rather close up

 

You could help me figure out this time

Figure out this time

We parachute to ground for we fear the empire.

 

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