Centurion Songtext
von Sluice

I′m flying
On my Roman commander
Cutting air cuts my face
And whose skin is this?
And whose neighbourhood?

Where's my ma?
Where are my sisters?
Where′s my pa?
Where's my baby?


I'm flying
On my Roman commander
Just like that night when we snuck out
And lay by the creek so sweet for hours
For hours in poison ivy

Now I′ve got that itch
I′ve got it back
And it, and it feels
It feels so good to burn it
In scalding water
Or with reckless cycling

I'm flying
I′m flying

To see you