See your face from afar
Projecting you into a star
Skin so pale and eyes so black
Are you ever coming back?
Do you feel...
(feel ali-ive)
Puritan inside your heart
Turning night into art
Decorum might get to you
Projecting you into a god
Do you feel...
(feel ali-ive)
Do you feel... the Hammer of the Gods?
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