"CtrlEsc"

You were born
Born of the sublime and the pure
Pure madness pure beauty
Like a virus with no cure
Sweet and silky
Smooth reflection of your creator
Hides away blood and shades
Numbers and thoughts
Infinite timer
Congratulations, this is the end
A rebirth broadband

You were born
To lead us to our loss
Bringing up the core
To the surface of the corpse

TORN, FEAR, OH LORD... LOCK ME
Or let it go, i dont feel wise
Torn, unconscious
Fear, the brain first
Oh Lord, then my heart
Lock me any access to vital point
- Failure generated under nervous system -

Again

TORN, FEAR, OH LORD... LOCK ME
Or let it go, i dont feel wise
Torn, delicious
Fear, unplugged
Oh Lord, my soul
Lock me before gods coming out
- Failure generated under nervous system -
Failure generated by lust and nihilsm

And now, now that the time has no sense
Now that we are chained
The machine
The pulse
Pristine
The pulse

HOPE
THE END
CRASH
NOT YET
THROAT
SKIN
MUSE
MY FRIEND
FORCE
THE END
CLASH
NOT YET

I love you i need you
I just live for you
(This is the end)
And now, within the dust scraps and flesh
Now that we are chained
Now that the time has no sense
The machine
The pulse
Pristine
The pulse






"L"

Inside, i know, im wounded
Closed eye bad dream, im collapsing
Why? Orgasm, i need
Closed eye bad dream im collapsing
Why?
I cannot pretend, blindfold
She looks at me shes not cold
Shes on the walls shes everywhere
Shes in my head, shes in the air
Look - Envy - im addicted
Mirror - Narcissus - im addicted
Kill - Murder - my ego - im addicted
Pain - Pain - Pain
coz
Inside, i know, im wounded
Closed eye bad dream, im collapsing
Why? Orgasm, i need
Closed eye bad dream im collapsing
Now
I cannot pretend, blindfold
She looks at me shes not cold
Shes on the walls shes everywhere
Shes in my head, shes in the air
(no more) light - (no more) life
[and the wise man says]
Shut up






"Faits divers"

When she cries
Kneeling down
She hides her face
Secretly mask the shame

Resonance
The distortion of her resistance
(Leech)
Such a common night
No star shining but bruises highlights

When she cries
Kneeling down
She moans and shivers
Goddamn it hurts, it hurts

Like a magnet
Its raining kicks and blood
Did she deserve it?
(Leech)
She screams and theres no sound
But in her head a noise glowing

A noise glowing

It feels like hands tied up with a locker
I wanna feel the aches instead of her

Leech
Shes scared to fall
shed like to die
Leech
shes there alone
closing her eyes
Leech
A little wreck
A lonely ride

And your suction
Takes her life away
Slow motion spasms
Well done, red-blooded

Shes falling
Just like yesterday
Maybe tomorrow
Go away






"Microchips"

Into this metallic crowd
Forsaken and hollow
Invisible walker in a town
Sterilized and automatic flow
Red light u stop
Green there u go psycho
To step in the shadows
Into this metallic crowd
Forsaken and hollow
Waiting for the sun to die
We dance in the glow

Death cadence just-in-time
Please walk in line
Death cadence just-in-time
Your soul is mine
Lies
Production line
A stereotype
Lies
Right in my eyes
A process to bypass
Out of phase we try
Keeping the rythm inside
Shifting our life
Side to side we glide
We glide

A fallacy that has to be
A purpose to set us free
A fallacy that make us be
The ones getting fucking laid
A fallacy that has to be
A purpose to set us free
A fallacy that make us be
The ones getting fucking laid

Bells ring for the slaves
Day after day
the compression
Bells ring for the slaves
Day after day
no compassion
Bells ring for the slaves
Day after day
still feeling good
Bells ring for the slaves
Day after day
Day after day
The mechanism races
Works up to fusing point
Gasping gasping iron masses
This breakdown aint a con

Death cadence just-in-time
Please walk in line
Death cadence just-in-time
Your soul is mine
Lies
Production line
A stereotype
Lies
Right in my eyes
A process to bypass
Out of phase we try
Keeping the rythm inside
Shifting our life
Side to side we glide
We glide
Into this metallic crowd

And even if suffering is a need
And me the worse naive indeed
Running and running and running
A fallacy that has to be
As if time is gathering speed
Whats the sense of a living?
Running and no one is smiling
A fallacy that has to be
Me