Jets Under Fire

The Whitest Light
Clothed in modern robes, I am fighting To save the spark that holds, I am trying Of everything that's keane, my skin's the most If the heart could see the skin Then it could breathe the fire in And it would envelop all my skin To save the soul I want to set on fire I want to burn with the whitest light So the darkest sight can see But the aphotic night has captured me Casing likes to hold me captive Fuel is nothing more than baggage Ignite this low-born spark And burn these walls I want to set on fire I want to burn with the whitest light So the darkest sight can see And be right Because I want to set on fire I want to burn with the whitest light So the darkest sight can see Because the aphotic night won't capture me From Letras Mania