Iisland کے بول

I'm the black of the night sky You don't bother me at all You don't bother me at all Stretch me tall to feel terrified With your back against the wall Staring down the endless hall I'm the wave surging forward From your watercolour cave To your watercolour sea The shape you make out Way beyond the realm of blindness Get your brain straight Get your brain straight Fix your compass The golden future is waving, waving I'm the rest, you're not taking From the all-consuming mess The anti-anti-mindlessness Spin the wheel of misfortune That is your part of the deal I give you more, you wish for less The shape you make out Way beyond the realm of blindness Get your brain straight Get your brain straight Fix your compass The golden future is waving, waving Get your brain straight Get your brain straight Fix your compass The golden future is waving, waving