Where the high monster fly Falling down into the sky I have climb down from up in my head Dressed in frost and spiderwebs To hold the street where my fingers bled ah I climb down from my head Dressed in frost and spiderswebs yeah I climb down from my head To hold the street where my fingers bled ah I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning Burning Burning Burning I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning Burning Burning Burning Burning I climb down from my head Dressed in frost and spiderwebs, yeah! I climb down from my head!!! To hold the street where my fingers bled!!!