[Intro]
I've been fightin' gravity since I was two

[Verse 1]
Questers of the prize
Blind men in the snow
Some streak the skies
I choose to go below

[Verse 2]
Skin moves toward malignant
Worshipping the sun
They clamber over corpses
To be the chosen ones

[Chorus]
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky

[Verse 3]
Descend through the darkness
To the vast terrain
Down here on the bottom
You rarely hear the rain

[Chorus]
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
[Chorus]
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky
Drift along liquid sky