Mnemic - Mechanical Spin Phenomenon | Текст песни

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Blood on the walls,
it embraces the fear that goes on in his mind as he cries out
Into the dark room he don抰 control
and don抰 see and don抰 choose to see his work
He won抰 hesitate for a minute to reach for everything he ever wanted.
He could be that star, he could be the one.
No complications when the game is won, he sees
City lights in an instant, he抯 going to light the night into a fire.
As he turns them down with a pitiful look,
blessed nitroholic in a pickup truck, he burns.
He burns.
Stand or fall. Anger says it all.
Dance to his groove. Moral on the move.
Animal-like and he knows it,
still he covers it up when he shows it.
He抯 got time to spare as he抯 turning it up.
No hesitation as he抯 ready to drop, he screams.
Undefined and somewhat normal,
still he抯 not aware he is mortal.
He抯 got eyes that glow with a beautiful light,
a mechanical spin roaring in the night, he burns.
He burns.
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Fuel driven to expand,
memories burning in a mind-like tin can, it抯 hard to see,
Mechanical addict, a drug of choice,
somatic/dynamic, it turns into an institution.
It抯 hard to forgive blind perspective.
Evolve to conceive machine of beauty.
Veins bleedin blood red, electrified.
Human yet still bred. Full automatic.
Concept of mind.
Anger grows in time.
Dance to his groove.
Moral on the move
Out of his mind for a minute,
it seems like nobody is willing to let him spin it.
With a pounding heart in a body of steel.
The mechanical spin with a mind at the wheel.
He sees the...
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