Song Description
It is a harsh but still melodic song about the rupture and emptyness. Dedicated to the youth in the 3rd world.
| Song Length |
4:01 |
Genre |
Rock - Heavy Metal |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Irritated, Aggressive |
Subject |
Money, Cats, Kittens |
| Similar Artists |
Tool, Pearl Jam |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Bionic settled partners
Subworlds inside the nose...
A proper change of madness
Will lead me through to you…
A hindu part-time boy hired
Through famine gaiety
The graft is almost ready
Shut up and go ahead
Pitch me off from me
Pitch me off from my sheath
Thresh this pentagram inside me
Empty for once this for me
Suddenly I descry your shape into the white
Room we hired, those days come out from the white
Feels sustained not encaged anguish left away
My new madness spreads
A former me fades away!
We arrived to No-Land in nowhere
But No-Land nowadays is injured, gaiety
In No-Land I’m the only one speaking, famine
In No-Land you’re the only one who listens
Listen me!
I could have lied, I could have fed all this bullshit
I could have tried, I could have felt myself in
I could have died, I could have sunk down to your knees
How could I find, how could I see the truth?