Floating Somewhere High and Above - Blis.

Time slowed down

The time I forgot my friends and my karma came around

In the morning I looked like shit

It’s probably because of this and all the fucked up stuff I did

But you’re wrong

God you’re wrong

A forward explanation

Talking backwards

Caught in translation

Go means no again

I sold my soul to Jesus it turns out that God doesn’t need us

My arms now marked with the beast

He taught me how to be empty

My soul floats up

As I reach the gates You turn me away

I beg and I cry, but you say «no»

And I burn

As I lay in ice my skin petrified

My conscious consumed with thoughts of you