Synth Chris, George Fronda - Lotkey lyrics
[Synth Chris, George Fronda - Lotkey lyrics]
A force that has drawn out
The curiousity out of us
Unexplainable feed startled words from afar
Unclear for us to heed
Is time really capable of showing the truth
The horrors embedded in my dreams
Scrubbed off from the skin?
But this is it's origin
Older than time, it is
Even your god might decay in it
We're never really free
The prison's just too big for us to notice
All of us have the key
To this unbearable quantum
All of us have the key
To these unbearable lies
Through the mouth of thе cave
I'll follow you down to see
What is bizzare undernеath
A prophet, embodiment of aphorism
Concise to what we believe
Connected from the liars whom
We've learned from
Here, you cannot escape
Now time to prove your faith
He appears to animate dead bodies
And those who are already
Succumbed to his deeds
How admirable the idea that lurks beneath
Breathing and scaling the summit of sleep
I have the power in numbers
I know that it's never enough
Is time really capable of showing the truth
The horrors embedded in my dreams
Scrubbed off from the skin?
But this is it's origin
Older than time, it is
Even your god might decay in it
Bleed through time and listen
Dance to the wailing
Death has it's countdown
This is the force of bleeding
The malignance, the science of death
For we must hail the unspeakable
True violence shall be shown wreaking havoc
The curiousity out of us
Unexplainable feed startled words from afar
Unclear for us to heed
Is time really capable of showing the truth
The horrors embedded in my dreams
Scrubbed off from the skin?
But this is it's origin
Older than time, it is
Even your god might decay in it
We're never really free
The prison's just too big for us to notice
All of us have the key
To this unbearable quantum
All of us have the key
To these unbearable lies
Through the mouth of thе cave
I'll follow you down to see
What is bizzare undernеath
A prophet, embodiment of aphorism
Concise to what we believe
Connected from the liars whom
We've learned from
Here, you cannot escape
Now time to prove your faith
He appears to animate dead bodies
And those who are already
Succumbed to his deeds
How admirable the idea that lurks beneath
Breathing and scaling the summit of sleep
I have the power in numbers
I know that it's never enough
Is time really capable of showing the truth
The horrors embedded in my dreams
Scrubbed off from the skin?
But this is it's origin
Older than time, it is
Even your god might decay in it
Bleed through time and listen
Dance to the wailing
Death has it's countdown
This is the force of bleeding
The malignance, the science of death
For we must hail the unspeakable
True violence shall be shown wreaking havoc