Meinhard - The Vessel

Lyrics: The golden sun sold me a gun to shoot the silver moon The irony of Mars will kill the copper heart of Venus The mercury of Mercury is silver striving to the stars The story of the story goes that nobody can see us We are there We are away We are aware We are The vessel of our fantasy Floating through a dripping sky Crimson lion roaring gold White dragon silver eye We are there We are away We are aware We are The soldier headed horses run towards the edge of time The warriors and knights have fallen for a sweet and bitter lie Inside the cross boned factories The hidden children play and sing There’s towers, steeples Bells that ring a holy lullaby We are there We are away We are aware We are