Division Day - Azalean lyrics

Dead moon at the center Radio on, night Headlights on the water Rippling, black, mine Through to the light, arms interlocked By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off And cranes come, eyeless, gripping white-boned blooms of fire Lake dry by the morning Head aching, bright red rocks twist Azalean, given to gla**, red Through to the light, arms interlocked By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off And your eyes smile wide even as our car is burning The moon would not be denied We burned to coal, our love to coal To the ground Through to the light, arms interlocked By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off