Carbon Phrases-Alkaloid
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TXT Carbon Phrases-Alkaloid 文本歌词
Thoughts are slowly moving on
Unseen where they‘re coming from
In disguise feelings‘ tension moves
- Strings to be pulled by intuition
Changing words takes precious time
Until great sense and suspense fi nd in line
To be perfect
Be the architect
To protect your realm of dreams
I am condemned to see things in youth
Kindness as matter, conceiving the truth
Like a spider in its web I‘m waiting for a muse
A kiss to be abused
So call me, reason, tell me your name!
Set me out of my mind!
Foresee the treason combining each frame
Shaping the perfect design
Find me all season cold in my grave
I am the father of time
Feed the horror that keep my veins alive,
To unwind the perfect line
And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand
Carbon phrases take all their ways to find you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart
Carbon lines fill space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are fl owing in it, incomplete
So call me, reason, tell me your name!
For I‘m the father of time
Find me all season cold in my grave
Setting my mind to unwind the perfect line
My creation
Through you my youth unholds its fire
Ideas reveal in semantic spirals, concealed
You can read between the lines
What you‘ll find is grace
At the bottom of humankind
And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand
Feed the fire
My will‘s set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me down with her hand, makes me understand
Carbon phrases take all their ways to fi nd you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart
Carbon lines fi ll space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are flowing in it, incomplete
Creating you...
