THE QUINSY - The Iron Constructions [CD Colors Of The World] | Текст песни

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Scarlett transformations
Within destroyed and morbid
Fucked up to the awful state brains.
What provides you with sinnocent visions
Constructed the way
You can't follow again?
Turn off, turn off the overturned illusions
Confusing your insomniac mind.
Anguine pathes leading scatteredly
And filling up the space all around.

Can't break out
The iron construstions.

Floating expectations
Of somewhat unexperienced
Dissolving hopes
Expand nothingness of our little figures
Caught inside black holes.
We're falling down,
Slowly entangling our voices
Along pulsating slopes.
No time. No way out. No hands to hold.

Can't break out
The iron constructions.

A wind-smoking
Mushroom-oriented
Night.
Remember to switch off
All the lights inside...

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