Dead Moon - Area 51 Lyrics
You and I have the same dreamCaught in the hills where the tunnel screamsWatching the sky come apart at the seamsAnd the lights of the landing machinesAnd its hot like infra-redCutting its way to the burning bedThen that blurring, swirling heatStarts to lift me off my featSituations out of handAint no way turning backWeve been suspended in our pastBreaking planes of the parallelUnder the power of anothers spellInto the crevice of oblivionYour hands are tied but your mind can runI cant hear myself cry out loudWithout touching me they hold me downSituations out of handWalking on wind in the book of truthTheyve been with with us since the age of doomWe are the danger, we are the onesWe are the damage, we are the gunsWe are the map of the eternal routeStation 9 on the last hold-outWe are the children of the damnedIf we dont start to make a standSituations out of hand
