Who will give the spirits blood When the Sun blankets us? Who is gonna check the records And find my soul digested? Face to face at Heaven's gate Turned away for heaven’s sake Laying there with arms outstretched A blinding flash, it starts again Look at my phone I can't believe Is it true What I'm seeing? Look at my phone All I see Is it you? Follow me Later on, it dissipates Looking back at what remains The afterimage shows you The contours of your limits Worked for them, but not for me Assessing the horizon Giving into gravity Craving only to vanish Look at my phonе I can’t believe Is it truе What I'm seeing? Look at my phone All I see Is it you? Follow me