Under Your Wing - Shadow Project

If you trust that soul

You will reach the top

And then you will drop

Blind faith keeps you hanging

Hanging in the air

And you will see

You never really touch reality

Never really touch reality

Feed the dog that bites your hand

Kick their face, pat their head

And when their back is turned

Stick it in, revenge is the future

To the ones who’ve done the wrong

You’d better keep your eyes peeled

Hate never heals

I’ll be around — hammer and nail

Kiss my hell, spill your fill

It turns to love, turn to love

Every drop is one less beat

Take me please, please take me

Under your wing, under your feet

Chained to a black heart

What’s it like to die?

What’s it like?

A million deaths, a million breaths

To kill a million dreams

Tears flow like streams in ecstasy

To worship God, to worship the Devil

To fuck Jesus, suck Satan cold

To grow older than old

To be born wicked and bold

Wicked and bold

You never touch reality

Never touch reality

And then you drop

— Eva O