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Watch me falling in the dark, under questions about what we are
left behind without any real sign of knowledge.
You're watching me as I'm watching you,
we share just bits, there are not proofs
that we are real, that we exist: we are just numbers in the misc.
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Silent screams when we are falling, no one can hear us in reality.
All the images of our lives are just our wounds when no one watch us bleed.
The incarnation of hypocrisy, as corruption, will live eternally.
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Our essence lost in the sky as smoke, we have become all that we fought...
Left behind under every kind of illusion.
We refused our living flesh to become digital trash:
transformed into a punch of binary sequences...
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The prophecies of dystopia today are a reality,
we become the incarnation of all that we refused to be.
The silence of our conscience is the power of their greed,
from the throne of immortality, the pigs are waiting for our screams.
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I can see the wires who make you hysterical,
they keep these machines connected to your soul.
Yes, it's all a lie, you know all about it
but you can't refuse to express dependency.
Files uploaded, words unspoken, these wires are your drug.
They control you but you can't see them, invisible as ghosts.
Now I see your sweat, you nerves in tension...
Gambled in your deep, in need of compassion...
Search on the internet something who calm your mind,
human of digital, real or artificial.
Digit some words, words you'll die for to waste what they mean.
More lies and less facts, new artefacts of the system's breed.
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I am the architect of illusion, I'll show you just a part of me.
Life is a monument in movement, but you're keeping your eyes on a screen.
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Silence in your heart, when you can't connect to
a new digital projection of your soul.
It was made just for fun, it was started as a game
and now, day after day, these coils feed your pain.
Addicted to our architextures, something we can't control:
upload your files, share your data, suck your own life force.
These are wires, that's your soul: there's a life, there's no control.
I see the skies, I see your eyes: between them, a blinding darkness.
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I am the architect of illusion, I'll show you just a part of me.
I am the recipe of confusion, a dream in virtual reality.
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Dark thoughts about myself for all the bad things we've done:
all those words unspoken are the walls of our present.
There's a part of me in you that could never be erased,
it lies where memories remain...
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For the years you've protected me, I will be always by your side:
I'll be the guardian of your life, your protector.
Shields around everything you make, around everything you say:
every step you'll do by now will be under my guard.
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Alone in my space, around wounds of disgrace
that's my mind who tricks on me, but I can't surrender...
The dangerous games we played fallen into a void of mistakes,
I will try to rise again...
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My heart...it seems like I'm falling...
My life, in pieces, destroyed...
There's a light, a way to the sun...where the all past is gone.
Maybe one day I'll be here...before to disappear...
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Walking alone, watching in the dark
attention at every step, careful of what's going on:
life goes in circles, I can't be an easy thing,
all under control, you can't even sleep.
Maniac obsessions fly around your core,
you look for perfection, but that isn't what you want.
Spirits of rebellion modify your conditions,
your hands are moving in search of wisdoms.
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In this doom there's a vision of solitude:
it modifies, through these eyes, the perception of these skies..and it pushes me hard.
... why am I in waiting? Several years in a waiting...
Watching myself...all that time lost...
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Drink a dark poison of foolish addiction,
everything you make seems like a constriction.
You ask to yourself questions you don't know,
static in a point...in the meanwhile, your existence grows.
There's always a day after the night,
even in darkness there's the presence of light.
I can't see it, but I won't stop searching...
I won't find it, but there's always strength in me.
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In this doom there's a vision of solitude:
it modifies, through these eyes, the perception of these skies..and it pushes me hard.
... why am I in waiting? Several years in a waiting...
Watching myself...all that time lost...
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Life is falling down as rain and it makes circles in the dark again,
waters of a broken destiny who bring to a source of dreamed sanity.
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In this doom there's a vision of solitude:
it modifies, through these eyes, the perception of these skies..alone as I am.
In this doom I can't find a way to truth:
though the eyes I realized the essence of being alive...while life pushes me hard.
... why am I in waiting? Several years in a waiting...
Watching myself...all that time lost...
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