Locked up in the distance.
In the falter above us.
As the contrails pass you spoke your mind.

Stand down, fall apart, and the trouble starts.
The trouble starts over again.

In the scenes of this casting,
where a tragedy follows.
As the contrails pass this vacant sky.

Stand down, fall apart, and the trouble starts.
The trouble starts over again.

Dissapear Orlean.
Away from tarnished golden arsenals.
You're laying down again.
Dissapear Orlean.
Because your swan song fell on fallen heads.
You're laying down again.

Time goes nowhere.
Away...
As contrails pass this vacant sky.