Lirik Lagu Disturbance In The Perpetual Screen - Axis Of Perdition
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[Note: not all of these featured in the final song]
I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seemsAs my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nervesThe walls breathe with my exhalationDisgorging our insects to unravel your worldMy skin attempts to fleeA technological trail of vomit, blood and spermSnakes toward the rotten coreMaggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe
Tear my fingernails out from their tombsUnderversal architecture unfoldingThe sky is pooling on the floorA star or two screams abuse at my faceReach down and pluck a thorn from my sideThe placenta next to her upon the floorIncapacitated?
A naked thought, incandesant and burningPrimal like the sun, nuclearWill power beaten into submissionInstinct rise in dominationThe insects are gathering to watch intensivelyCreator of maggots rises, writhing and spittingPulls me down and inBurrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy
Teasing amplitudes of nothingnessSpun from the unreality chambersI visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fearsWho was this place?
Interjections of god, trapped in its own creationThe unbeliever reelsIntelligent equations decimate divinityFormulated infusions of horror
Peering in they are pleasedThe torment of the individualTheir weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigmsNo one saw it coming save the sightless messiah
And who gave it credence?Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm
No one
And now the end is here and no more cards can be playedYou have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand
No one.
I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seemsAs my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nervesThe walls breathe with my exhalationDisgorging our insects to unravel your worldMy skin attempts to fleeA technological trail of vomit, blood and spermSnakes toward the rotten coreMaggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe
Tear my fingernails out from their tombsUnderversal architecture unfoldingThe sky is pooling on the floorA star or two screams abuse at my faceReach down and pluck a thorn from my sideThe placenta next to her upon the floorIncapacitated?
A naked thought, incandesant and burningPrimal like the sun, nuclearWill power beaten into submissionInstinct rise in dominationThe insects are gathering to watch intensivelyCreator of maggots rises, writhing and spittingPulls me down and inBurrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy
Teasing amplitudes of nothingnessSpun from the unreality chambersI visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fearsWho was this place?
Interjections of god, trapped in its own creationThe unbeliever reelsIntelligent equations decimate divinityFormulated infusions of horror
Peering in they are pleasedThe torment of the individualTheir weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigmsNo one saw it coming save the sightless messiah
And who gave it credence?Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm
No one
And now the end is here and no more cards can be playedYou have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand
No one.
