In Conflict - Owen Pallett

Strung out on the highway, the car inverted

What are you but a drum and a tube and a wire, black heart?

A fire in the dark?

I have no statement for your benefit, young man

Except this: we all will live again

In the eyes of an actor

And the light on the glass

So let me see that ass

Hey, hey, hey!

Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe

Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe

That there is nothing to lose

There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose

Remember when I told you all about the father-ghost?

He whispers at you when you try to pull

«You're an imbecile and your limbs carry lumber

Your limbs carry lumber.»

The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense

The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense

And when I hit the fence

I had a hand on the wheel and a hand on the dial

Man on trial

Hey, hey, hey!

Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe

Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe

That there is nothing to lose

There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose