Cell Division - Wasteland | Текст песни

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• Cell Division
• Wasteland

The earth is crowded with life
We are scared to be alone
And when they all go with the flow
We don’t want to be left back here

Listen, are you here my friend
Will you join me to the Promised Land
Where the angel of death recruits
New rebels for a killer army

It begins with fear and ends in despair
The world turns around a master plan
The atmosphere - benign and sublime
Is consumed like a good wine

Chromalized beings, traumatized sleepers

The earth will become a wasteland

We sit on a golden chair
Our eyes are opened with drugs
A kiss on our iris from black lips
Replaces our spine chromatically downwards

We kill ourselves with great success
Nailed on the cross of dark hate
And when the last one dies
The earth is gone, and we’re alone

Chromalized beings, traumatized sleepers

The earth will become a wasteland