Machine Elves

Live and let die We live under the quantum mechanical arrays Under the sky Flying towards a place void of judgement and disdain Lightning Holding our sight in Always inviting Unbroken un-free Fighting Constant enlightenings We're all combining So what will it be Sting what the heart will say We're better than this We're leaving our skins Now the elves give us parting gifts Of knowing what is And sharing our souls with the rifts Writing down And redesigning shrouds Ideas arising Leaving our lives in review Frightening Alien sightings Scared that they might think Something that we can't construe Sting what the heart will say We're better than this We're leaving our skins Now the elves give us parting gifts Of knowing what is And sharing our souls with the rifts There's an art at play That's hard to remiss We're leaving our skins Now the elves give us paths and hints Of knowing what is And sharing our souls with the rifts Sting what the heart will say We're better than this We're leaving our skins Now the elves give us parting gifts Of knowing what is And sharing our souls with the rifts There's an art at play That's hard to remiss We're leaving our skins Now the elves give us paths and hints Of knowing what is And sharing our souls with the rifts