The Still of future
The ants on palms
The fluid so liquid
Virused program
I hear your voice
(You hear my cry)
I recognize it's all fake, it's all lie!
I feel - God and AntiGod are enweaved in dance
And I need much more loneliness in this crowded place
Memory's full, a ll systems failed
All my Gods are overdosed
Time to reset
I'm misconceived, y our laugh is in my pain
So pixelized, so corrupted to play
Refrain
In your paces, in your traces,
In your faces I can see
Deigital Dying
Show me the poetry
Flickering ant
Weave your Matrix
Romantic end
I heard you voice
I knew you died
I recognize it's all fake, it's all ...
Cry of the future words s tuck into my mouth
In my sight a ll the chaos of intertwisted worlds
Black Part:
I am your personal Satan
I am Your Personal Jesus
I'm always right after you
I am your servant
Cringing itself, full of respect
Ready to be whatever you want me to be
Make Your Wish
Just call me to act
Refrain
The ants on palms
The fluid so liquid
Virused program
I hear your voice
(You hear my cry)
I recognize it's all fake, it's all lie!
I feel - God and AntiGod are enweaved in dance
And I need much more loneliness in this crowded place
Memory's full, a ll systems failed
All my Gods are overdosed
Time to reset
I'm misconceived, y our laugh is in my pain
So pixelized, so corrupted to play
Refrain
In your paces, in your traces,
In your faces I can see
Deigital Dying
Show me the poetry
Flickering ant
Weave your Matrix
Romantic end
I heard you voice
I knew you died
I recognize it's all fake, it's all ...
Cry of the future words s tuck into my mouth
In my sight a ll the chaos of intertwisted worlds
Black Part:
I am your personal Satan
I am Your Personal Jesus
I'm always right after you
I am your servant
Cringing itself, full of respect
Ready to be whatever you want me to be
Make Your Wish
Just call me to act
Refrain