Hot feelings boiling in the veins.
Escaping from the smoke we went up,
up to the tower, blue sky with clean and fresh air.
In the foreground human made monoliths trying to distract us from the smoke painting the hugeness of the sky.
Going down, we have to, then up again and down again like a roller coaster.
The smoke is just a veil of the hell we are living in.
by Lawless feat. Sydney Wayser