Jester's Funeral - Wolves of The Plateau | Текст песни

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• Jester's Funeral
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When the body is chained, the mind travels. Escaping the urine-stained
reality of the prison cell by entering the symbolic space of the virtual,
where the sign and the thing are one, where binary codes overthrow the
tyranny of matter by fusing fact and description. Here you can travel
through groves of pure notion and be assimilated into the collective
intimacy of the hive mind. A wolverine pack roaming the neon-arcologies
and data-structures of the hyperreal hunting for a breach in the
mainframe.

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