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Textures - Polars lyrics

In perfect balance between what was meant and things that are to come. Fellow member of my kind, cannot control what you don't understand . Time is tipping the scales of my judgement. Steel-plated heart, that once was broken down! I choose to walk away, because i can't bare to see things that fall apart. We used to share one thought. We used to have a bond. Lost in a mountain area. Hear her calling, but no response. Even machines come looking for me . This is a morgue Silence is obedience. In here, automated electronic systems keep the pace well, at regulating light and cooling systems. as for now, inhere. Lying there naked, wondering if it's true: Am I larger than the sum of my parts? Engrave a sign in the earth's crust. I want to stay longer on this planet. Things fall apart. Give me more time for I'll be worth it. A vast as say as any highlands, there is still air there. I am breathing , so I could be there now . manifest, for me you end in Dogma preparation made, silence seeks solution can't stand the waiting for my sole, deadly sin already stood till, and a while at the location; scene of the act, that what man calls crime but no crime in a war the next day I hear her calling again. Shall I try to establish contact? For how long could I survive here on my own? Am I even destined to be here? And here is maybe all that exists. I can hear other machines again. Apparatus. No-one will ever know, why you walked away, for it is a secret revealing nature that tells this tale. Any form or shape, a motion or disguise, is bound to be an image, a template-view made to be seen. Inside-out this situation does not apply! There can be one. I will not be scared. Knowing of the inconsequent complexity, in my appearance, there can't be none.... World without end, life of fear . Worms and flies coming out of my body. Horrendous decay of the falsening light, for those who try to understand. A calamity encounter, god-speed propellore. Meet my other end, wait for a world war. Hide for a cancer. I will stay strong by renewal of visions, refreshed by the water. My pouring with rain, my echo of eternity. Symmetry seeking a young man, going with whimper, sigh / growth / decay , all simultaneous actions... Sanity in thought and it's patterns, a pure form of logic mixed with emotions, this pro-life ... Why do I, earth, exist ? I contain so many forms, would I come out for real ..... a quick guide to self-preservation. Here the body is only a tool. Dial: R.E.D.E.M.P.T.I.O.N., master of my fate . I harbour no illusions, but I still stand tall. Forced navigation into fields of trust . Master of my fate, where will we meet in time? Gone now , left without the outcry of a demonstration, preparation made, the silence seeks solution. Can't stand the caller/colour, waiting for my sole In my stomach i feel an infant growing. The small child inside of me represents life. Not capable of making any decisions at all. I wait and wait for her return... For those who do not know, the difference between polars: Unconsciousness, my bless entwined. positively, all negative soul ...... One fraction of time now represents one day . The earth's turn, the moon and planet cycles . The proximity of a planet left for dead. Nature will win this war. Fierce energy-swallowing process, a peninsula with only one road. How to visit with a main entrance blocked . No procedure needed, nor does a formulae exist. Dark impersonation of enlightenment, due to self-preservation and control, I still stand tall, peacefully and harsh. Freedom is a lockdown. Blinded by the light, it crawls on the floor. My rhythm upset , seek for a safer harbour ..... I know you feel the same, Knowing what it's like. Up here, high, solitude of stone . A pile is just for me, and even now, being made, I am nothing. A total birth of a self-pregnant mother. Perpetuating behaviour, my outside world, beyond the mirrors. Can you feel me? Cause this is not my Carbondioxide! Conditions, boundaries crossed, layers lost, to become one with earth . My tendency to be submerged with all. One gigantic and twisted entropy . this is our final distinction...