作词 : 许惟翔 作曲 : 詹岳霖 This is the future On the fast-forward button The fiction that we have become To chemical comfort we succumb
The Tower conjures compulsive minds In an hourglass set to confine
Fruits of symbolic hallucination ripe Random illusions recede before fatiguing eyes Triggering relapsing seizures… undefined
Feel it! Feel it calling from deep within! Obsession crawl beneath… permeating the skin Like impinging flashes of shredded images At the heart of an implanted dependency
In a requiem strung with dissonant sounds Awakened from void dreams of cold sweat we drown
As lattices of neon pulse unfold Into the sky above enveloped Tuned to the statics of a dead channel Aloft in the heavens this mold We called the Bubble
This is the future On the fast-forward button The fiction that we have become To chemical comfort we succumb
Intoxicate the crowd Gods among us beneath radiant clouds New order arise from ever dark Hear a voice from within not a sound
At last we conquered the pity moral of man… For centuries we failed to claim the powers at our command
Bleach the shameful past This future is the last Bleach the shameful past This future is the last
作词 : 许惟翔 作曲 : 詹岳霖 This is the future On the fast-forward button The fiction that we have become To chemical comfort we succumb
The Tower conjures compulsive minds In an hourglass set to confine
Fruits of symbolic hallucination ripe Random illusions recede before fatiguing eyes Triggering relapsing seizures… undefined
Feel it! Feel it calling from deep within! Obsession crawl beneath… permeating the skin Like impinging flashes of shredded images At the heart of an implanted dependency
In a requiem strung with dissonant sounds Awakened from void dreams of cold sweat we drown
As lattices of neon pulse unfold Into the sky above enveloped Tuned to the statics of a dead channel Aloft in the heavens this mold We called the Bubble
This is the future On the fast-forward button The fiction that we have become To chemical comfort we succumb
Intoxicate the crowd Gods among us beneath radiant clouds New order arise from ever dark Hear a voice from within not a sound
At last we conquered the pity moral of man… For centuries we failed to claim the powers at our command
Bleach the shameful past This future is the last Bleach the shameful past This future is the last
