Atlas and the Astronaut - Kings With Plastic Masks lyrics

[Intro] Somebody help [x4] [Verse 1] And it's tearing through the streets Fiery motes from dragging feet Brilliant smoking stacks of defeat Mountain-melting mammoth fleets With a grimace of the face As they hid behind their masks Chiseled cheek bones shaping casts Of chuckling nervousness From its wrath [Verse 2] Projected missile system Caused an ever-flinching disruption Of all signals down for the count Collectors Always on the rebound And it's peeling off their skin All the itty-bitty children Tiny artifacts who've sinned Now dealt the Beast's torment [Verse 3] And the Willow whimpers Cool-headed Now distempered End this nonsense at the source Failing the functions of recourse Hematic hipbones shattered From the weight of a hummingbird A flight then birthing of a girl To be trained in the art of this world [Hook] You've got to train that girl [x3] [Bridge] The Collectors sit in their towers While the Beast ravages the land Thinking what can we do to stop this When our authority dries up like sand [Outro] Somebody help [x9]