Diorama - 10000 Meter Waves lyrics

the striking means the wise design the powerful arm the bottom line the muzzle for the raucous crowd I've heard enough to leave no doubt I'm burning out I'm burning out I'm burning out I'm burning out and tell the wind to concentrate to gear up for his righteous fate and tell the sea to writhe in rage to fall upon this golden age I'm burning out I'm burning out I'm burning out I'm burning out when I listen to myself I only hear minor chords over and out! can you hear them rumbling? 10 000 meter waves are coming on have you made your final wish? 10 000 meter waves are coming on and tell the wind to concentrate to gear up for his righteous fate and tell the sea to writhe in rage to fall upon this golden age and tell them all that's it's wrong that's it's wrong that's it's wrong that's it's wrong