Lyrics Giant On The Wall - Fyrce Muons

It's a mega mart of the mind
Sikki shama de ke yak pi
It was the best of times with your trade in siege
Best take your life and go off to another center daze with me
The sheen came from top to bottom
No wavering straight line
Definition black and white

The rumbles of the leaves were apparent
The way that it shined down at an angle
To catch it glittering leaves of gold
And in the center stood the masters idle declaration
At which we know only by sight
Not breath not skin or smell
Or taste of skin
Or scent of air
The giant on the wall that sits there

That god had a bob that stayed
That stayed in there
Seated with him nothing could be the same
You got like a stern ghost coming out of the walls
His progeny his sperm attacked us all
And yet he too was once she too that stern face looking down
The one from above is the master of the clan
He too once ran around in a little London neighborhood
His pants down his face

A taste of skin
A scent of air
A giant on the wall that sits there