Flightless Songtext
von Ampere

Is this salvation?
Looks more like the barrel of a gun
When the smoke clears
And all that′s left is radio static
No rapturous hymnals
No golden words
No hope in hoping
Only death and decay
We will walk the finest line
Drawn between


Heights unimagined
And that which we fear
We'll stand at this precipice
Can we take the leap?
If we could see into our own eyes
Our own lives
What would we do when the darkness confronts us?
Would we have the strength
To change, to adapt
To grow?