Disco Volante

I pass a few days
Confused, in a haze
Choking on the fumes
Of the disco volante
Adept I step
Back into the depth
Of my cryogenic capsule
I stop to draw a breath

Godlike I rise
Standing on high
I watch the waves
Eat the cites alive
Godlike I rise
Standing on high
I watch the waves
Eat the cites alive

I take a trip
It swallows me whole
It feels too good
To disappear
I steal a glance
Beyond the glass
And I see that
Everything's the same

Godlike I rise
Standing on high
I watch the waves
Eat the cites alive
Godlike I rise
Standing on high
I watch the waves
Eat the cites alive



Credits
Writer(s): Zara Burroughs
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