Minus World

Was it a miracle?
Locked in room with a grievous angel
Don't get hysterical
Salvation
Our own palace in the devil's dustbin
Is this a miracle

Something's wrong
We're not where we belong

Run aground teetered on top a salt bank
Brittled bones underneath they're surrounded
Dusty swarm of mutated little wings
The only survival is forever treading

Something's wrong
We're not where we belong
But not for long
We're not where we belong

Something's wrong
Something's wrong
We're not where we belong