A subconscious request | |
Upon the shoulders of Cepheus | |
I hope to amend what’s left to defend | |
We are both absent of trust | |
Yet we mutually | |
Lust to regain a sense of home | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
A cold and quiet corridor | |
No life to be found | |
Deceit in the air | |
I can tell by the sound | |
Startled at first | |
My tension is absolved | |
As I hear her words | |
Come close and let your memory be restored | |
Becoming one with the machine | |
To cease the spread of this human disease | |
I disdain mechanical restrain | |
But the gaps in my memory | |
Are well worth the pain | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
Once again | |
I find myself slipping | |
Into a quantum dance | |
Senses begin to fade | |
All for a chance | |
To be free when I awake | |
Synchronize | |
Stabilize | |
Initialize | |
Let the pieces fall back into place |
A subconscious request | |
Upon the shoulders of Cepheus | |
I hope to amend what' s left to defend | |
We are both absent of trust | |
Yet we mutually | |
Lust to regain a sense of home | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
A cold and quiet corridor | |
No life to be found | |
Deceit in the air | |
I can tell by the sound | |
Startled at first | |
My tension is absolved | |
As I hear her words | |
Come close and let your memory be restored | |
Becoming one with the machine | |
To cease the spread of this human disease | |
I disdain mechanical restrain | |
But the gaps in my memory | |
Are well worth the pain | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
Once again | |
I find myself slipping | |
Into a quantum dance | |
Senses begin to fade | |
All for a chance | |
To be free when I awake | |
Synchronize | |
Stabilize | |
Initialize | |
Let the pieces fall back into place |
A subconscious request | |
Upon the shoulders of Cepheus | |
I hope to amend what' s left to defend | |
We are both absent of trust | |
Yet we mutually | |
Lust to regain a sense of home | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
A cold and quiet corridor | |
No life to be found | |
Deceit in the air | |
I can tell by the sound | |
Startled at first | |
My tension is absolved | |
As I hear her words | |
Come close and let your memory be restored | |
Becoming one with the machine | |
To cease the spread of this human disease | |
I disdain mechanical restrain | |
But the gaps in my memory | |
Are well worth the pain | |
Arise to immortality | |
As a titan hunting both gods and kings | |
Let this world drown in tyrant blood | |
Now let them sleep for eternity | |
Once again | |
I find myself slipping | |
Into a quantum dance | |
Senses begin to fade | |
All for a chance | |
To be free when I awake | |
Synchronize | |
Stabilize | |
Initialize | |
Let the pieces fall back into place |