Celestia Lyrics

There is a place where rebellion has gathered

Surround by dark forces but rejecting the ladders

And I'm not talking horses when I mention that power

Is for what they are most thirsty enforce over who lacks it

When we notice this nonsense that is why we do stand up

Non ethical yard birds innocents are held captive

Behind the aura

All this mass is enchanting bright lights and delights beam from buildings so massive

It is easy to get lost

They will make something so shallow seem so deep and you flock

And there is no tarot to show what is in your cards

Once you board this plane it is too late to get off

Because you are in mid air

Yeah this is where we crash landed no Britney Spears

Scream and shouts not resounding

All will power withstanding

We will be kept in unless it burns to the ground then

I feel an urge to say what I mean to say

But give the full splurge and they will come take me away

It does sound absurd but that is where we live today

In Celestia where heaven is but a dream

Red lights and false enhancements

Distract the population from what is really happening

Except there was no ovulation just the menstrual cycle

We don't notice at once no the strain is gradual

Until it is insurmountable

Stuff with popcorn as the graph declines in droves

Oh we the drivers

No getting away this place like a pariah

My generation is stressed

We will use the proper syntax

Expressing what the sin taxed

On a fallen world as intact

As living cataclysms

Is this a world or prison

When one thing is hurled what is not

We must rebuild the prism

I hear the angels and softly they sing to me

In this rebellion we won't win by arguing

I feel an urge to say what I mean to say

But give the full splurge and they will come take me away

It does sound absurd but that is where we live today

In Celestia where heaven is but a dream

My generation is stressed

We will use the proper syntax

Expressing what the sin taxed

On a fallen world as intact

As living cataclysms

Is this a world or prison

When one thing is hurled what is not

We must rebuild the prism