Текст песни NIGHT CALLS.2 - 919slum

Night still calling, I'm just falling
Consciousness, I'm out it, ho
One day, I'll be made to whole
Spirits make me lose control
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Night still calling, I'm just falling
Consciousness, I'm out it, ho
One day, I'll be made to whole
Spirits make me lose control

Night still calling, I'm just falling
Consciousness, I'm out it, ho
One day, I'll be made to whole
Spirits make me lose control

Dollar sign eyes greed completely
Depletes energy, delete me
Deeds discrete, machines complete me
Spleen ruptured, defeats me slowly
I'm a sinner, so unholy
Can't save me from dyin' lonely
By my choice, I'll rot and tolls the
Annual decay will corrode me

Coding failure technology will fall
And structures will collapse
You can join me at the synapse
When the skies orange then fade to black
Metal falls and it echoes loud
It fills the world with the deafenin' sound
Lookin' all around the unknown now
Sponge to death under snowplows

Blasted off of the xans, you will never be enlightened
Age of spirituality, but the world will lose its brighten
We extend the day the savior comes, are we a devil?
Fadin' back into a structure vaporized in metal

One day I'm made too old, far too grown, overgrown
Slowin' down, I'll coil out; my spirit, it cries out loud
One day I'm made too old, far too grown, overgrown
Slowin' down, I'll coil out; my spirit, it cries out loud

Night still calling, I'm just falling
Consciousness, I'm out it, ho
One day, I'll be made to whole
Spirits make me lose control

Night still calling, I'm just falling
Consciousness, I'm out it, ho
One day, I'll be made to whole
Spirits make me lose control