الكلمات الأصلية
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There's a vessel and it's sinking at sea
An apparition that's beckoning me
As the cold dark night brings on the sweat
Slowly drift away
Stuck down at the bottom
Of the orange cylindrical state of mind
What are we running from
There's a distant sound of a melody
Release me from this plane
A life to live a sedative under the skin
Bury it carry the cure
Just let emotion set devotion within your heart
To collect the death we sow
Step out from the moonlight like it's a game we play
The checkerboard is tainted drops of red will lead the way
Black are the lies gold are the tongues of the glorified
Command disease of the body and mind
Stuck down at the bottom
Of the orange cylindrical state of mind
What are we running from
There's a distant sound of a melody
Release me from this plane
A life to live a sedative under the skin
Bury it carry the cure
Just let emotion set devotion within your heart
To collect the debt we sow
Collecting sanity simply ready for the life
That awaits your lead
There's a distant sound of a melody
And I won't leave this place
