Souls are torn to bleed. Sounds are burning fountains. Trembling pound of meat Gushes with red Voices, senses - All human race's only chances To raise over ape Once and forever.
[Chorus: Music's Ichor in my veins Washing pain away And I will never be the same - So small, so shamed.
In collapsing world it climbs Like tsunami higher and higher Over mounts to heaven's vault, Spraying celestial spheres.]
If this wounds are unhealing Any drug is deceiving. So let it out, don't shut it up, Don't let your music stop. So burn this revolution Against beast inside Trying to get over You.
Your absolution For all monkey fuss' In this sanguine sounds.
[Chorus: Music's Ichor in my veins Washing pain away And I will never be the same - So small, so shamed.
In collapsing world it climbs Like tsunami higher and higher Over mounts to heaven's vault, Spraying celestial spheres. Reddening their peal.