paroles de chanson Silver Iodine - Brainiac

I can see the word,
Falling down the slope.
It′s calling all the chosen views, for you.
Frustration in it's liquid state,
Is spilled across the darkened void.
Silver iodine, the pages leave the band behind.
Fourty soldiers, swearing at the world,
Can′t act or kill the camera, for you. Counting all the enemy.
And choking on the panacea.
Silver Iodine. A way to fool the time.