Perfect. Photographic illusion.
Burning faded records in the dark
A flash. Back.
Living the last sunset in the distance
The creature rises with colored wings,
Fire running through Her hair.
Mantras and chants, disillusioned.
Lovers standing on a lonely drive.
Make a stand unforgiven; the sons have risen
Chariots blow past with blood and death.
Where is that girl in green?
Does anyone remember?
Burning faded records in the dark
A flash. Back.
Living the last sunset in the distance
The creature rises with colored wings,
Fire running through Her hair.
Mantras and chants, disillusioned.
Lovers standing on a lonely drive.
Make a stand unforgiven; the sons have risen
Chariots blow past with blood and death.
Where is that girl in green?
Does anyone remember?
