Derya Oisin Nagle - Floods of Colour lyrics

To Feel, not know what was once lived Now mimed, they've taken my gestures Not awake 'til I'm full To feel, not know, wait for your senses Now mimed they've taken my gestures Looking for what wasn't said It feeds our fantasies, we strive to make fact An illusion most sacred a lullaby You submit to the process or die We are the logic and laws that we feed on s** up the spectacle It means the only end Veiled power that rules your eyes Broken shards, reality We are the logic and the laws that we feed on These broken shards, reality Feed me in floods of colour, the unnamed master Strapped down "Give 'em the works Confess the joke of it all", they say Canned laughter pours from my mouth Ma** Destruction, Our triumph of logic