Theatre Of Tragedy - Exile - Текст песни

Synchronise the flow of intersections 
Catalogue all still heartbeats 
Franchise the machinations of 
The bourgeois-fangled reverie 
Gleaming in flamboyancy 
Resign to solid chrome 
Ohmic opposition is futile 
And impedes upon ideas worthwhile 

Delicate, infallible construction 
We know now what destructiveness comes from 

We are living - there's no deed in indulgence 
A faded glory, relying on 'Me and Mine' 
The exile from human ecstasy 
To a place where we're engineered 

Seminars on entangled escalators 
Meetings with silent translators 
A flashback of dystopia 
Warning in sleep with a recurring trace 
All the fragments and segments 
Of fluid sequences 
The pretence of a universal race 
Not made of metal is moot 

Delicate, infallible construction 
We know now what destructiveness comes from
   
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