Paroles de Colony

In your world, the day is no threat In my world, there is an absence of light Genetic superior cell Controlled by the fathomless and unbearable A radical new form of plastic and rage Biologically optimized but with a strangling pulse In your world, you find me worthy In my world, I parashoot my life A virtual drugstore Populated by the fathomless and unbearable Machine, meat, and blood In an intimate relationship The new superior More effective than all the preceding When we can no longer cry And reality is torn Then it's easy to forget That the responsibility lies on us all When we can no longer cry And reality is torn Then it's easy to forget That the responsibility lies on us all In your world, the night is no threat In my world, the darkness transforms To a vision of hell Populated by fathomless and unbearable