Unliving 歌词

Of course! Of course the virus is both unliving and alive The corpse that was osiris is reassembled and revived Alone, in isolation: A spell unspoke, a word unread In flesh, in populations: Revitalized to spawn again Spirit waning, color draining Suddenly locked inside a tomb and suffocating Watching clocks and x-ing boxes Waiting to shed your self-control and get intoxicated Dormant king restored to sing Songs of hope for dying things As slaves to our seclusion The months are yawning into years This dust only resembling life A formula for hopes and fears In each of us osiris rises to sire his revenge A plague infecting paradise An incantation of the end