Paroles de Abiogenesis

A distant place, silent and untouched A paradox eternal and infinite Subconsciously registered In dark divinity, a lifetime obviously Lost... The confusion plagues me more With each passing day, frail coveting Show me, show me everything Show me power Wastelands, imperious Born of the industrial stench Know your mind Re-state what I say And gone are your liberties Absorb this fiction We don't respond We the delusional Focus in on the rational It's time again, unbalance, destruction Build only to fall again Try harder to imperfect Place trust in the universe Fallen in upon itself