|
| Immersion Highway |
|---|
We are left alone. American angels, training our wisdom... unknown
A fake smile has outgrown the common vision... moving our power on our own
Blacked out eyes in love. Drain our luck... we're melting up
A fractured soldier drifts. Drain our luck... we're giving up
We are left alone. American angels, training our wisdom... unknown
A fake smile has outgrown the common vision... moving our power on our own
We are left lone. We are left lone
A fake smile has outgrown
A fake smile has outgrown
|
 |
| Eris |
|---|
The cracking bones will fall
A crystal star is all we know... we all know
We all know
A crawling grasp for help, we all have read ourselves
Ourselves (x8)
A servant to our gods. we weave our thoughts for more
The beginning
We all know. We all know
The brain trusts the nervous tick... a trust no one can fix
Shine... it shines right before our eyes
It shines right before our eyes
I've felt the ghosts at bay. Their twisting melts away
Unknown, the common soul, dripping down our walls
[interlude]
Shines... it shines right before our eyes
It shines right before our eyes
It shines right before our eyes
It shines right before our eyes
I've felt the ghosts at bay. Their twisting melts away
Unknown, the common soul, dripping down our walls
|
|
| Devotion |
|---|
Oh I know it's not my style, it's not my style
But I believe in this
Oh I know it's only been a short little while
But I believe in this
Blanket these sounds around your soul
Landed on ground... It's time to take our hands
Oh I know it's not my style, it's not my style
But I believe in this
Oh I know it's only been a short little while
But I believe in this
We sell your information
We sell your information
We sell your information. We sell your, we sell your
We sell your information
We sell your information
We sell your information. We sell your, we sell your
We sell your information
We sell your information
We sell your information. We sell your, we sell your
Oh I know it's not my style, it's not my style
But I believe in this
Oh I know it's only been a short little while
But I believe in this
Oh I know it's not my style, it's not my style
But I believe in this
Oh I know it's only been a short little while
But I believe in this
|
|
| Future Of The Year |
|---|
Imaginary vision. A switching at birth
The sensitive soon rise up. The doubtful falls
The color of my eye lids....
Evaporate the real thing
Imaginary language. Growing up in love
The hot coals are rising. The visible fall
The color of your eye lids...
Desecrate the real thing
Imaginary vision. A switching at birth
The sensitive soon rise up. The doubtful falls
The color of my eye lids....
Evaporate the real thing
Imaginary language. Growing up in love
The hot coals are rising. The visible fall
The color of your eye lids...
Desecrate the real thing
|
|
| Gazer |
|---|
Speak inside
Focus on ... the sphere around ... your cosmic nature
...where you lie... casually
...when the moonrise takes me
Take your time to be silently
Awake
Don't regret your sorrow. (x8)
...where you lie... casually
...when the moonrise takes me
Take your time to be silently
Awake
Take your time to be silently
Awake
{ This moment will soon cleanse you
Driven by defeat...
The robotic will carry on. }
|
|
| Strangers In A Paranoid Mind |
|---|
Running around into one another as the crowd swells around us
The smell of sweat enters and the blood begins to boil
Stare around and seek your victim
They are here. We are all here
Weaving in and out like the machine we've built around ourselves
Find yourself_ stick to it
Aquire self control... they are out to get you
We are the strangers in a paranoid mind
Ignite the season of a separate kind
|
|
| Acid Test |
|---|
Insatiable riddled mess
Rusty knife under the desk
The smell of greed
Stings the nose
Your robbing blind
A crippled bliss
You deliver a dreadful day
To the working aim of success
To end your life
Would end this mess
A bloody theme
Under distress_
I can't bring dreams at night
I can turn death to light
I will drape over your fears
Your fears are mine
Please let go
I can't bring dreams at night
I can turn death to light
I will drape over your fears
Your fears are mine
Please let go
Let go
|
|
| Slow Gold |
|---|
Push on with time in mind
The headlights in the crooked maze
A story taken from that night
The golden version of ourselves
We are running from our hollow sights
They see our eyes are petrified
Elegance is drawing back
Disprove ourselves once again...
Tomorrow we follow
We are running from our hollow sights
They see our eyes are petrified
Tomorrow we follow
|
|
| Velcro Kid |
|---|
My time is me...
Dawn on everything
Stuck to memory...
Divine eyes I seek
My time is me...
Dawn on everything
Arise in the wake of night
Looking for mother being
Alone in darkened room...
Detached from everything
I am the wand
|
|
|
