Skies turn blue
They bleed with the face of you
Look up and what you see is bright
They can see your face tonight
Under the moonlight
Hide yourself, here comes the blast
Find yourself, here comes the blast
Rooms turn cold
The walls, start to fold
They leak with the face of you
The blast takes over you
Somebody stop them, somebody quick
Somebody stop them, somebody quick
Somebody stop them, somebody quick