InMemory - Soma Lyrics
The sound of four thousand electric clocks.Were savages exiled in the name of the higher art.We are peasants on holiday.Were made to scream to the sight of a rose.Just one more gram, just one more dose.I swear after this then Im done for good.Im pleasantly hallucinating.Once upon a time there was a thing called soul.And immorality was out of control.I know because my control told me so.Im pleasantly hallucinating.Community.Stability.Identity.Well leave behind the most welcome silence when were gone.How come these paintings are electric shocks?Repetitions in my headphones, and they just dont stop.A couple thousand and theyll make one truth.Im pleasantly hallucinating.I love her therefore Im promiscuous.But she belongs to everyone.Shes so precious.I swear to ford, yea we will escape.Im pleasantly hallucinating.Community.Stability.Identity.
