Broken Bells Meyrin Fields

Cycle down in the belly of the ocean

Why he ever notice it as sucking up?

Rise up and sound this state

That everything else in this world can be broken

When the scolding flow closes the distance

Up from the devil then seeping out

Your tiny vengeful life might pass through my mind

But I blink and it’s over

It’s coming

Wait for it

Redawning

No contest

All of a sudden

Your Body and Soul

Will call a grave

You’ve been avoiding

This city

Your culture

Your modern

Day suffering

Is over

So what if

I love it

I can’t help it

That’s all

Several times in the glimpse of our intentions

I turned the stone and found a brand you light

I can form no more words as I cannot dare see no drama washing me over me

Will someone measure this moron now?

I’m back again in this one light town

I cut the tie and I don’t have to rely on nothing no more

It’s coming

Wait for it

Redawning

No contest

All of a sudden

Your Body and Soul

Will call a grave

You’ve been avoiding

This city

Your culture

Your modern

Day suffering

Is over

So what if

I love it

I can’t help it

That’s all