The Dali Thundering Concept ft. Aaron Matts, Antoine Bibent and Alexandre Houngba, Philippe Charny Dewandre and Pierre Danel - Words are Wind | Текст песни
Look around and understand You're either a brainless citizen or a thinking slave This thought will haunt me to the grave How am I to obey behave in a system I hate This ain't art, this ain't a hobby It's nausea, mysanthropy it's just neurotic me facing therapy
Give it back just as much as I got Never came for the struggle now I Chill at the top like I don't give a fuck I was born into a dream and couldn't stop til I'd won Countless hours praying that I'd be number one But it's the sound and vibrations that keep me alive So give me the mic and let me scream for my life like aargh!
Through the void, when my days are cold When the sky turns to storm When I can't find the voices of reason When I fall in this world, I listen to my voice
Oh for every word I never said For every neadles scraching my face For everytime I never breath For everytime I never breath
An emotions flow flooding your brain so let me know Are there any rogue waves that drown your thoughts Listen up beryl vibration Will master the stream of your inner sea You'll become shapeless, you'll become shapeless Empty minds are not so obscure
Witness our conquest Words are wind, we're the fucking tempest We'll huff and puff harvest your world in a blow This is our song, our soul Witness our conquest, fear the upheaval
Words are wind, we're the fucking tempest We'll huff and puff harvest your world in a blow This is our song, our soul
Words are wind, we're the fucking tempest We'll huff and puff harvest your world in a blow This is our song, our soul Witness our conquest, fear the upheaval