Primus - The Final Voyage of the Liquid Sky lyrics
[Primus - The Final Voyage of the Liquid Sky lyrics]
Questers of the prize blind men in the snow
Some streak the skies i choose to go below
Skin moves toward malignant
Worshipping the sun
They clamber over corpses
To be the chosen ones
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Descend through the darkness
To the vast terrain down here on the bottom
You rarely hear the rain
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky