Atlantis to Interzone (Digitalism remix) - Klaxons

Good thieves of burning cars

Encircle poisoned rivers, minds and hearts

Horses want to dance

But find their wings are damaged, water damaged

Gold is selling out

So hurry, mighty ocean's rising fast

A big man with a plan

Has got a storm a coming, monster coming

From Atlantis to Interzone

You start on the edge and you end on your own

From Atlantis to Interzone

You start on the edge and you end on your own

We're fragments of fiction

Your dead man, half alive

Who hangs from helping numbers, one to five

His ears, pricked with the knife

Hears that the east are coming, west are coming

From gravity's rainbow

The axis here is still unknown

The children's faces glow

The wasteland guides them, wasteland guides them

From Atlantis to Interzone

You start on the edge and you end on your own

From Atlantis to Interzone

You start on the edge and you end on your own

From Atlantis to Interzone

You start on the edge and you end on your own

We're fragments of fiction