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[ti:My Chariot] |
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[ar:The Depreciation Guild] |
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[al:Spirit Youth] |
[00:49.47] |
Terrifying as the sound the ice breaks beneath you |
[00:54.17] |
They would never pull you out but I would and I will |
[00:59.31] |
Drawing ever closer now, the construct surround you |
[01:04.39] |
I can only give you more though you push me away |
[01:09.37] |
The hole you feed it will gratify you instantly |
[01:19.04] |
But what of me? Am I far too real for you to see? |
[01:29.25] |
The end is nigh, it lives, I'll die |
[01:34.23] |
Or bow before its feat |
[01:39.48] |
We synthesize, blow open wide |
[01:44.56] |
And I'll wake up obsolete |
[02:12.23] |
All alone out there miles of beach stretched between us |
[02:17.11] |
All your feelings soiled with acid and sad |
[02:22.10] |
Crawling through the sound, your moutain of data |
[02:27.18] |
Everything you sought, corrupted and bad |
[02:32.37] |
The hope you feed, it will you gratify you instantly |
[02:41.92] |
But what of me? Am I far too real for you to see? |
[02:52.43] |
The end is nigh, it lives, I'll die or bow before it's feet |
[03:02.20] |
We synthesize, blow open wide |
[03:07.34] |
And I'll wake up obsolete |
[03:35.43] |
In the waning light of what's digital |
[03:40.37] |
Make you whole |
[03:45.96] |
I will pick you up, I'm your chariot |
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Take you home |
[04:06.54] |
I will pick you up, I'm your chariot |
[04:11.73] |
Take you home |
[04:17.17] |
In the waning light of what's digital |
[04:22.10] |
Make you whole |
[04:26.97] |
I will pick you up, I'm your chariot |
[04:32.16] |
Take you home |