Aria Obscura

It takes more than wealth to introduce

A God of your own

It takes stones, it takes mud, it takes hands

It takes plague after plague, after plague

After plague

It takes a lowercase of faith

It takes knees on the ground, it takes heads looking down

At anyone but yourself

At anything but myself

I shot the sparrow from suspended flight

I took its wings, learned it's song and rehearsed

Appetite filled with curses in hand

Spread them around at incriminating rates

I'll read the lines between

I'll write the lines between

Can you see them?

Look, I'm not perfect

I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything

Everything and everything

But anything I know

I'm right when I just don't care

I'll feel when you give me air

And I'll suffocate and not care

I'll breathe then I'll steal the air

Can I get a little less conversation

And a lot more action please?

No one is looking at me

So I guess I don't exist at all

Exist at all

Happiness and a shivering gun

Yeah, happiness and a shivering gun

Shivering gun

I'll read the lines between

I'll write the lines between

Can you see them?

Look, I'm not perfect

I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything

Everything and everything

But anything I know

I'm right when I just don't care

I'll feel when you give me air

And I'll suffocate and not care

I'll breathe then I'll steal the air

I'm right when I just don't care

I'll feel when you give me air

I'll suffocate and not care

I'll breathe then I'll steal the air