FOURCOLON - Realm of Light lyrics

[Verse 1] Bask in it, that ambience, look at this light, ever so bright You don't even want to see what is night, no need to fight Surrounded by all that we know to be right How could you choose to be living in dark With this glow never leaving your sight And I'm covered in white, switched from the black They're slower to listen but quick to attack I'm still in the back, observing their tracks And in due time I might just snap, yap Pop my fingers like Kaneki, seeing more action than Eggsy Not really, I live pretty basic, and placed in a place Where my placement is paces from being saditty Rock with the King with more names than P Diddy Straight from the city where liars are pretty Come with the force, and they quickly retort Then initial my work and I tell 'em come get me King Mickey, fighting the dark, igniting the spark You don't want to be a part of this You'd rather be apart from a dark Fight with the heart, I promise you You're gonna carry that weight in the place of Bartholomew Or The Beatles, or The Real Folk Blues Part 2 Either way, somebody'll lose Please get back, I can be quick to attack But I really want to cut myself slack Everybody needs a wolf pack, now I see that On the rebound, call a EVAC, need that I want to be planted wherever the seeds at [Chorus] Look at this light It's out of sight Ever so bright We never see night x3 We never see night x6 [Verse 2] Now iffin' this was a mosh pit I already would have lost it I'm exhausted, but I'm feeling better Living life in a different weather The weight of a feather on top of my shoulder Much better than chained to a mountainous boulder I thought that I told you, a no limit soldier I roll with the coldest, how could I be colder They heard the coda, but it barely started These minors are quickly about to get carded They heard of the Major and darted My aim is the heart and I claim to be more than an artist Sing it one time for the dearly departed, some lit the way Some of us fold under pressure and turn to the dark In the midst of the fray, trying to find our way But we're living today We can call it a start Running from all that we know And as we start to slow We envision the dark But we don't stop Coming out with the heat on top And the cold below, ironic so Smaller than Monaco I've got to go, it's where I belong Stuck in a realm between No place that I can call a home That place was not my home This place is not my home