paroles de chanson Magnetite - Fyrce Muons

Catatonic blisters in sympathy with drawn dashed time
Jesus was in the Bosporus killing nineteen days rye
It's time we avert
Elevation hold us to die

Drawn to it by invisible phenomena
You can see this feathered end
Baked from a million million years in the heart of the sun
In the very molecules that build the flesh is a dream that cannot be explained by logic

Once you are a prisoner there's nothing you can do
Flat walls painted grills
With looks of awe
With feet in sand
With marshaled nothing but a crystal jar
Basis of horrible situation
Baritones mingle in the costly air
With breathing sounds the soul to bare
And rustle insignificantly under the leaves
The rapture comes
You have said yes
Great wails will pull up from the land
The cornering taxes in a simple pre-ordained way
And we are driven together

The light of something warm and clear
Siren deep under the skin drawing you near
Without thought
And the grey of the brain becomes the colors of the unseen world