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  • Текст песни The Agonist - Revenge Of The Dadaists

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    Sont-ils prisonniers? [French: Are they locked in?]
    Devrais-je les libérer? [French: Should I release them?]

    This seclusion frightens me

    What happened to youthful armies,
    Manicured gardens,
    Proud role models?

    Now I sit
    Dependent zombie
    Longing for the physical

    One can't destroy energy
    One can only transfer it
    What if I never acknowledged reality
    Could I avoid it?

    Broken tree roots curling up as if to grow towards the sky
    Inverting gravity and plummeting angels to hell

    Grabbing air pockets to free yourself
    You trip on extra limbs
    And crumble in

    The dirt feels cold and soft
    Seems so foreign yet so welcoming
    You hear the Earth breathe and for a moment, laying there
    Get an internal perspective
    Molecule mix and flesh confuses with elements

    You aren't sure about getting up
    Perhaps the trees were right and merging with the Earth is
    The way to live for centuries
    Coffins float upside down like cumulus

    Knock and see who's inside!
    You wonder how the doors don't swing open
    Are they locked in?
    Should i release them?

    You leave footsteps of fire
    So no one can follow your tracks
    I should be trudging ahead but I just keep looking back

    You never told me that I would get so badly burnt
    I always freeze upon contact now
    So the flames don't hurt

    Does controlling pain make it void
    If energy is transferred, not destroyed?

    I invite them to all join
    Forcing confusion through ballpoint

    Did you forget the intentional dreaming and patriotic cut-outs?
    I still feel the strangulation throttling me out

    This is still not the way you want to end
    The leaves swing down to tuck you in
    This is where you won't wake up again
    I hope you will - I'm just not convinced

    You feel the mantle pulse

    The fissures throb
    The nucleus bellows
    You see those around you
    Who felt it all along

    Black eyes and superior senses
    Curious noses seem
    They seem apathetic

    Should they really care?
    They know they knew what we refuse to understand
    Prevention only goes so far
    Make way for the newborn

    There's only so much carbon in the work
    Take a number

    You've had your time
    Get in line
    You must be this good to ride

    You leave footsteps of fire
    So no one can follow your tracks
    I should be trudging ahead but I just keep looking back

    You never warned me that I would get so badly burnt
    I always freeze upon contact now
    So the flames don't hurt
    You must be this good to die

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