Album: The Maria Dimension
We ride on the avalanche
We climb the melting red lungs of the ladder
That leads high to a darkening moon
We're the watchers of disaster
We're the dancers on your tomb
We're the invisible invaders of your privacy
Your dreams
We're the spectres on your screen
We murmur sweet transparent lunacy
On hot oppressive nights
You shine a light
And you will see just a shadow