Nankeen 歌詞

Speed up it's taking years While anybody's in a delightful free fall In the abyss of invents No soil limits, depths, attritions to detain us Just don't let the battery cease In this sensorial odyssey Incessant sessions of suddenly buried feats Success and succession seems synced As frames of a brand new, colorful appeal to be skipped In this fleeting stage of decay We all hybrids in an aimless way Wherein history is fed devouring itself as cancer, a plague The business rebuilt the innate source of verve and contemplation You might feel your hippocampus's downfall - Memory's blackout instant - How many real things in the new reality? This reality... Almost the only worthy fields which we sowed Refuges, millions of acres of charcoal 'Cuz the past is being denied There are shattered seeds while hypes prevails That's the mirror's victims age Of flashes, make ups, virtual pride parades What remains? An unremitting feast of copper's veins Deteriorating our minds Lost in this so much dreamed vastness one day In this sensorial odyssey The almighty just can't let the battery cease!