The Streets of Bombay - The Atlas Moth

He who survived the fire will never sleep again

And those who found peace on their own will never walk hand in hand again

I’ve fallen thru a black hole and found my ground while you’ve been busy

wishing upon the stars

Its been so long since I felt the pull of sweet gravity holding me down to earth

I’ve found so much that helps me stand tall without any help from you

Has your blood run ice cold yet?

I can feel your flesh is creeping right through those bedroom eyes

Girl, your fangs are showing again

Don’t you know this body’s been bled dry?

Not a drop left for you

This conversation floods the sea of information

As it penetrats the airwaves

This condemnation has bcome your eternal will

Can you feel the faint call?

As life escapes you

We’ve left our sorrow behind

Enthralled by instincts, we shall survive