Where the high monster fly
Falling down into the sky
I have climb down from up in my head
Dressed in frost and spiderwebs
To hold the street where my fingers bled ah
I climb down from my head
Dressed in frost and spiderswebs yeah
I climb down from my head
To hold the street where my fingers bled ah
I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning

Burning
Burning
Burning
I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning
Burning
Burning
Burning
Burning
I climb down from my head
Dressed in frost and spiderwebs, yeah!
I climb down from my head!!!
To hold the street where my fingers bled!!!