Insect
๐ต 1485 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:19 duration
๐ ID: 4186026
๐ Lyrics
Again I wake up to your end, your ways and means
I watch your machinations seamless on the screen
I turn away again but still your always there
Your vacant, automatic smile is everywhere
The bright procession flashes past
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind's desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So you will jinx us with your trinkets and your tricks
Your malcontented ravings and your razor bladed wits
Go on you little clown and do your very worst
Go ahead and starve to death, or satisfy your thirst
The bright procession flashes past - Bad little insects find it tricky to survive
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams - As they infest the sickest segments of the hive
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file - Though we might whisper pretty words from time to time
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind? s desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this - They'll get no honey like the ones who stay in line
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So yet another preconception dead ahead
A winning grimace and a gnawing sense of dread
A set of orders from a disembodied head
I watch your machinations seamless on the screen
I turn away again but still your always there
Your vacant, automatic smile is everywhere
The bright procession flashes past
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind's desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So you will jinx us with your trinkets and your tricks
Your malcontented ravings and your razor bladed wits
Go on you little clown and do your very worst
Go ahead and starve to death, or satisfy your thirst
The bright procession flashes past - Bad little insects find it tricky to survive
In 2 dimensions under glass
The smile that lies between the lines
Luminous the union beams - As they infest the sickest segments of the hive
Between the gods and their machines
The numb seduction of the blind
Sacrosanct the rank and file - Though we might whisper pretty words from time to time
Of perfect angels passes by
To modify the mind? s desire
And no 3rd dimension troubles this - They'll get no honey like the ones who stay in line
Procession where there's no abyss
In which there burns a fire
So yet another preconception dead ahead
A winning grimace and a gnawing sense of dread
A set of orders from a disembodied head
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.76] Again I wake up to your end, your ways and means
[00:31.03] I watch your machinations seamless on the screen
[00:37.44] I turn away again but still your always there
[00:43.84] Your vacant, automatic smile is everywhere
[00:50.37] The bright procession flashes past
[00:52.35] In 2 dimensions under glass
[00:54.59] The smile that lies between the lines
[00:58.88] Luminous the union beams
[01:00.93] Between the gods and their machines
[01:02.96] The numb seduction of the blind
[01:07.00] Sacrosanct the rank and file
[01:09.37] Of perfect angels passes by
[01:11.58] To modify the mind's desire
[01:15.81] And no 3rd dimension troubles this
[01:18.07] Procession where there's no abyss
[01:20.00] In which there burns a fire
[01:52.55] So you will jinx us with your trinkets and your tricks
[01:59.94] Your malcontented ravings and your razor bladed wits
[02:06.45] Go on you little clown and do your very worst
[02:14.07] Go ahead and starve to death, or satisfy your thirst
[02:21.57] The bright procession flashes past - Bad little insects find it tricky to survive
[02:23.64] In 2 dimensions under glass
[02:26.87] The smile that lies between the lines
[02:31.28] Luminous the union beams - As they infest the sickest segments of the hive
[02:33.48] Between the gods and their machines
[02:35.53] The numb seduction of the blind
[02:39.83] Sacrosanct the rank and file - Though we might whisper pretty words from time to time
[02:43.08] Of perfect angels passes by
[02:45.26] To modify the mind? s desire
[02:49.52] And no 3rd dimension troubles this - They'll get no honey like the ones who stay in line
[02:51.77] Procession where there's no abyss
[02:53.92] In which there burns a fire
[03:01.36] So yet another preconception dead ahead
[03:07.80] A winning grimace and a gnawing sense of dread
[03:14.37] A set of orders from a disembodied head
[03:23.93]
[00:31.03] I watch your machinations seamless on the screen
[00:37.44] I turn away again but still your always there
[00:43.84] Your vacant, automatic smile is everywhere
[00:50.37] The bright procession flashes past
[00:52.35] In 2 dimensions under glass
[00:54.59] The smile that lies between the lines
[00:58.88] Luminous the union beams
[01:00.93] Between the gods and their machines
[01:02.96] The numb seduction of the blind
[01:07.00] Sacrosanct the rank and file
[01:09.37] Of perfect angels passes by
[01:11.58] To modify the mind's desire
[01:15.81] And no 3rd dimension troubles this
[01:18.07] Procession where there's no abyss
[01:20.00] In which there burns a fire
[01:52.55] So you will jinx us with your trinkets and your tricks
[01:59.94] Your malcontented ravings and your razor bladed wits
[02:06.45] Go on you little clown and do your very worst
[02:14.07] Go ahead and starve to death, or satisfy your thirst
[02:21.57] The bright procession flashes past - Bad little insects find it tricky to survive
[02:23.64] In 2 dimensions under glass
[02:26.87] The smile that lies between the lines
[02:31.28] Luminous the union beams - As they infest the sickest segments of the hive
[02:33.48] Between the gods and their machines
[02:35.53] The numb seduction of the blind
[02:39.83] Sacrosanct the rank and file - Though we might whisper pretty words from time to time
[02:43.08] Of perfect angels passes by
[02:45.26] To modify the mind? s desire
[02:49.52] And no 3rd dimension troubles this - They'll get no honey like the ones who stay in line
[02:51.77] Procession where there's no abyss
[02:53.92] In which there burns a fire
[03:01.36] So yet another preconception dead ahead
[03:07.80] A winning grimace and a gnawing sense of dread
[03:14.37] A set of orders from a disembodied head
[03:23.93]