Idylll - I. Transmission paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson I. Transmission - Idylll



The energy rapture
A harvesting carried throughout the cosmos
That can only be witnessed by the fourth eye
There is no running from what makes us
The universe always reclaims itself
Hmph
Instant transmission
Bitch, fixed it
Land whippin 'round the dunes
When the sand is all that isn't missing
Tatooine, Lucas, to do list; bask in looseness
Suit up, hands grip the wheel, tunes boom into the distance
Blew dust from zoomin' 'cross the waste
Pause to drink, resume movement with a thought of haste
Not a day to fall asleep when all the dreams have hollowed me
Got a piece around the waist, attached
Keeps me breathing gas
And keeps me breathin' ash
And keeps me seekin' freedom
Seen the olden streets are broke but sleek with oak and cedar
Hope the kingdom opens, egress on the real, but hope ain't needed
Slowly creeped in open breaches, then l- load the prefix
Instant Transmission (yeah)
Instant Transmission
Keeps me breathing gas
Instant Transmission
Some day, though the time may be distant
Instant Transmission
We can be of even greater help to a crippled humanity
Flowless saws in motion, no twists or bowing
So it's locked and loaded, as the gods before would click to blow it
Old tricks have not been shown to new dogs if you've noticed slowness
It's in their motives to unload lows and loathin'
And it's only ours to expose just how low lit backdrop gets
Disown this golden heart, no touch, tap, blow, or kick of Midas
I've molted, fourth eye fully widens
I'm globeless, ask 'bout it
I let the fulgid light in, seems I'm just like it
Slight stench of irradiated flesh, sweaty shakin' mess
Can't delay the steps
And can't begin to save your breath to save your life
You can't repay the debts to save your life
Nothing 'cept hate in this head space of mine
That was mined in, where sacred relics have always stayed and lied in
You blindly run right in and grab one
Then dry the fuck out once your eyes meet my iris
Instant Transmission
I said, this is an
Instant Transmission
Keeps me breathing gas
Instant Transmission
Instant Transmission
We can be of even greater help to a crippled humanity
I'm gone
Gone
I'm gone
Gone
Gone
Gone



Writer(s): Christian Chandler


Idylll - The Art of Subtlety
Album The Art of Subtlety
date de sortie
01-02-2021




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