Star-Field on red lines
Duncan Sheik
Playground, homeland
A countryside to save
Blue skies, airspace,
Soldiers to raise
Sacrifice
Strong armed, Christians
Oiled up and fed
Safe as houses, aprons of lead.
Sanctified
Omens and signs
Star-field, red lines
Turn those blind eyes
Fantasies, white lies
How much longer
This empire of night
Smallest subjects
All begin to fight
And multiply.
Omens and signs
Star-field, red lines
Turn those blind eyes
Fantasies, white lies
Omens and signs
Star-field, red lines
Turn those blind eyes
Fantasies, white lies
Head down, brace yourself
Here it comes.
Head down, brace yourself
Here it comes.
Head down, brace yourself
Here it comes.
Head down, brace yourself
Here it comes.