Figures...

Turns out I don't have to say much to say it all
But the words that I know are hollow and mute
Looks like you just get one chance to roll the dice
One chance for them to sum seven

Figures...

Soar, plumes of stardust
Snow full of scorch
Whisper, soft breeze
And infinite echo

Turns out all darkness is shadow of light
Void that is born by the flame of a candle
Sounds like the heavens are coming undone
Might be the blast of an archangel's horn

Soar, plumes of stardust
Snow down on me, flakes of scorch
Whisper-soft breeze
And infinite echo

Scream at the end of a gravity's rainbow



Credits
Writer(s): Loïc Zev
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