Satellites

I gaze those fires in the night sky
I don't know, is it a war or a celebration?

Who can paint the children with blood?
Or is it a flag on their cheeks as they're running?

Who can give me a kiss
That won't be hurtin' my aching heart as I'm runnin'?

Who can paint the children with blood?
Or is it a flag on their cheeks as they're runnin'?

Moment by moment
You return in the core of mental seed
Moment by moment
You explode in the fault of the mortal sin

Ooh, ooh...