Under Liquid Sky We're dying just like that We breathe liquid air Come smoke, complete smell Many paths to choose we have to go My mind stretches and deforms Being lost is what we choose to be Liquid Sky is what we see I am the raging sun I brighten the darkest path Thunders in my hands Symphonies in the skies Many paths to choose we have to go My mind stretches and deforms Being lost is what we choose to be Liquid Sky is what we see