Are there any rules we should follow while fleeing all the ghouls They're trying to capture our hollow My land was once swallowed by fire We enjoyed the damp air with tears of our fellows I fly the land climb the time's ladder I fly the land held by an angel's cold hand People rely on fear then kiss the weapons My soul roams in the air never finds heaven Do not throw the dice to determine our fate It's like melting ice you're losing your state I fly the land climb the time's ladder I fly the land held by an angel's cold hand
