Index AI - Burning Cirrus lyrics

Feel the mortality in the ashen air Greyland reaches dystopian daytmare Holes open across geography unknown Sprouting black flowers of skin to be grown Burning cirrus Burning cirrus Sigils of silent gods saturnalian architecture No connection to a trodden ground that is impure Gears of rose, colored marble Work the universe and turn the wheels of hyaline above us Burning cirrus Burning cirrus