Lindsey Stirling
By No Means
[Verse 1]
Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile, or deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled?
Now that my body's immune to this adjustment that's tearing away at my physique, consisted of an inconceivable substance, got this disturbing uncertainty, that I'm being escorted to a dance by impurity
Maybe if you had the audacity to conduct casual fatality
Or even a damp in my anatomy, consider this supremacy of my identity an ultimatum
Implicate, sustain, sophistication for me to recuperate the ink that I've wasted on you, that even the sun was left saturated
You describe me as abstained probably to you I'm but a stranger, restrained by the smoke ventilating through his own chambers
Reconcile your paranoia, develop into a spec of knowledge, devious to break bonds to my quantum of solace

[Chorus]
Underneath the darkened sun
Is what I'm going to save you from
What you may not see that I'm no means impervious
By, by no means impervious, by, by no means impervious
No greater force than the force of a man determined to rise, looking above him you practically see the skies in his eyes and I'm by, by no means impervious, by, by no means impervious

[Verse 2]
What I know for certain that I'm on the verge of going in too deep, going at it psychologically stripping the layers of my entity to see just how poetic from the scraps and remains, developed into a structured method
How is that my sanity barely left intact, redirect whats going at my intellect
Though I had kissed lips defiled by liquor, was benevolently sinister, for me God had formulated an elixir
Cause I got such a burning devotion, whenever constructing a sentence, but you see me as someone who has yet to defy the laws of physics: Rare form, wings spreaded
God, save me from this asylum, by taking me out of this element
Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile, or deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled? Maybe a mere mortal of a capella analogies, but you have yet to leave me because of my mortality

[Chorus]
[Violin Bridge]

By no means impervious (x8)