Finally, the show is starting
We're operational
Sit back, the magnificent
Soon will be coming up for air
We will once again rise from the depths
It's not for me to say
Whether they are sane or tame

To a standing crowd
We cry out
Told to entertain the notion
"We play with fire"
Yet never been more cold

If breaking up a family
For slavery is worth it
Maybe we
Rule the earth and don't deserve it

Our existence has consisted
Of the mission to control
And still we claim
That we're the only ones to have a soul
And there are some who will try to use you
Only to cast you in the dirt
Sour men who wish they owned the world

With nothing else but
Fangs and fins
I can't deny that I
Wouldn't kill them
Like some kind of child, oo
Raised in prison
Like some kind of pride it's
Sink or swim

Could you even imagine
A loved one
Never coming
Home
And never know
If they're alive
Ain't nothin' worse

Haven't you ever wondered
Why we close our eyes to the blood in the water?
Humanity sees in black and white but can't see

Our existence has consisted
Of the mission to control
And still we claim
That we're the only ones who have a soul
And there are some who will try to use you
Only to cast you in the dirt
Sour men who wish they owned the world

Finally, the show is starting
We're operational
Sit back, the magnificent
Soon will be coming up for air
We will once again rise from the depths
It's not for me to say
Whether they are sane or tame

With nothing else but
Fangs and fins
I can't deny that I
Wouldn't kill them
Like some kind of child, oo
Raised in prison
Like some kind of pride it's
Sink or swim

Up For Air

Ryan Devlin - vocals
Chris Dower - guitar
Clayton Pratt - drums

Up For Air

CORELIA