Текст песни Instinct

Suffer the whim to survive and to feel I've been alone, I was born (it's incurable) Till the end we are Animal Salival Benediction Tastes the same Liable To desperation (Suffer the whim to survive and to feel) This chemical slope is surreal It's the way we turn in circles Of delight and fear I've been alone I've been alone, I was born How can it weigh so Heavily on our minds To feel someone's Flesh And Bone Pressed against our own? Till the end we are Animal Salival Fascination Taints and shames Creatures, learnt to crawl We are enslaved by what we are Warm-blooded throes We are in chains Above, below