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In Flames
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Worlds Within The Margin
作词:Anders Par Friden, Bjorn Ingvar Gelotte, Jesper Stroemblad
Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street Next to polls of monotonous water he walks Slipping feet from steps at random he falls
In the space between his body and the ground Comets cast of their names, stellar neurones misfire Witnesses inhale the seed and spit out a million branches
Buds abloom in all directions from which events occur Relations and virused meetings catch fire and explode In the margin of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution Outplayed and faded, sparked And leaned back into vacuum-filled nirvana
Between the two of my eyes feverish fractals soar Dance like were they on drugs peyote labyrinths re-mapped exits 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 A hasty blink and a million life-to-comes Will never be the same as they never were
In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth machine for a parallel universe With the first movement in the organic soap Came a bouquet of alternative answers All different multiplied and re-divided
Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite Written between the legs on the Meganeura Suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen Marked their way trough time
In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe
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