Testo Pale Horse

This cloud covers everything
Coasts miles and miles across the sky
It feeds on your ability to welcome in things the way they are

Sweet divider, sweet to violent
Sweet divider, sweet to violent

Weather seems a bit calmer now After all it builds strength while it sleeps
They speak to you in coded math
So you won't comprehend the silent war machine

I'm not listening now
Been listening to the sound of the airplanes
Been listening to the sound of their silent war machines
The sound of the silence bleeds
Resonating everything we are