paroles de chanson Convincing - Seeming

Desert grows
With hopes
Of kissing the
Jungle's coolness
To breathe in
Through wet sand
But dead land's where
All the vectors steer
Now the desert's here
And she's drowning in chaos
Drowning in chaos
Drowning in chaos

How strong the hangman's hands become
With revolution's swarming buzz
And as the fortress crumbles
He is all that upholds what there was
And without the black hood and the gallows
To pronounce his silent name
He'll be reborn, another hangman for the new regime

What does the washed up actress turn to
When her lines are cutting room debris?
She charms a field commander
Steals the secret plots of World War three
And batting childish eyes
She's feigning drunken sloppiness while
Giving green-light clearance to
The death machines in Washington D.C

And where do I go now that
Life has come tied me to the mast?
The sirens' voices calling
"Alex, can't you hear us?
Don't sail past this starving magic
Don't pretend that you don't care"
But I whisper
"Art is less than life itself"
I'm really quite convincing
I'm really quite convincing
Convincing