LRC歌词
[04:44.00]Tunabhuna - Foreboding Ether
[04:44.00]
[04:44.00]Leave behind false pre-conceptions
[04:44.00] Cast aside, grave implications
[04:44.00] Lay to rest this propaganda
[04:44.00] Grasp clarity in Technicolor
[04:44.00] Forget the stigma x2
[04:44.00] Our senses detect near to nothing
[04:44.00] Black and white plagues
[04:44.00] Expansion of conscious awareness of self
[04:44.00] The holographic process taken
[04:44.00] Behind locked doors
[04:44.00] Keeps us looking outside of ourselves
[04:44.00] We bare false witness, a vivid projection,
[04:44.00] The ceiling my canvas.
[04:44.00] Distorted dimensions show our manufactured habitat
[04:44.00] As nothing, more than a persistent illusion
[04:44.00] Choose your poison
[04:44.00] Repeat the mantra of,
[04:44.00] We only we live once.
[04:44.00] This Herbal Lobotomy
[04:44.00] Keeps us coming back to a thought provoking
[04:44.00] atmosphere beyond the five sense reality x 2
[04:44.00] You'll survey a hallowed plane
[04:44.00] Dragged out
[04:44.00] Fast track to the grave
[04:44.00] through the gates of the asylum
[04:44.00] Sectioned to a confined space
[04:44.00] Spiralled down
[04:44.00] Fast track to the grave
[04:44.00] Through the gates of the asylum
[04:44.00] Don't rise to fear tactics of consensus
[04:44.00] No advice is concrete
[04:44.00] Pass your judgement on experience not preconceived ideas
[04:44.00] No advice is concrete
[04:44.00] Pass your judgement on experience not preconceived ideas
[04:44.00] Your internal dialogue prohibits you from unique thought,
[04:44.00] your eyes cemented, the puppet strings dictate your movements
[04:44.00] Our consciousness has been restrained
[04:44.00] By the elite in power that feeds off our misery
[04:44.00] They've got a problem,
[04:44.00] When the sheeple draw their own conclusions
[04:44.00] Face the hard truth, we're not your slaves
[04:44.00] The Canvas unfolding to a molecular state,
[04:44.00] Textures forming the obscene
[04:44.00] This toxic euphoric,
[04:44.00] Keeps us coming back to this thought provoking
[04:44.00] atmosphere beyond the 5 sense reality.x2
[04:44.00] We cant grasp our potential
[04:44.00] With our heads clouded in calumny
[04:44.00] Unrelenting effort to sensor
[04:44.00] Every substance that could open up our prospects
[04:44.00] Or decode our purpose
[04:44.00] Leave behind false pre-conceptions
[04:44.00] Cast aside, grave implications
[04:44.00] Lay to rest this propaganda
[04:44.00] Grasp clarity in Technicolor
[04:44.00] Forget the stigma x2
[04:44.00] Our senses detect near to nothing
[04:44.00] Black and white plagues
[04:44.00] Expansion of conscious awareness of self
[04:44.00] The holographic process taken
[04:44.00] Behind locked doors
文本歌词
Tunabhuna - Foreboding Ether
Leave behind false pre-conceptions
Cast aside, grave implications
Lay to rest this propaganda
Grasp clarity in Technicolor
Forget the stigma x2
Our senses detect near to nothing
Black and white plagues
Expansion of conscious awareness of self
The holographic process taken
Behind locked doors
Keeps us looking outside of ourselves
We bare false witness, a vivid projection,
The ceiling my canvas.
Distorted dimensions show our manufactured habitat
As nothing, more than a persistent illusion
Choose your poison
Repeat the mantra of,
We only we live once.
This Herbal Lobotomy
Keeps us coming back to a thought provoking
atmosphere beyond the five sense reality x 2
You'll survey a hallowed plane
Dragged out
Fast track to the grave
through the gates of the asylum
Sectioned to a confined space
Spiralled down
Fast track to the grave
Through the gates of the asylum
Don't rise to fear tactics of consensus
No advice is concrete
Pass your judgement on experience not preconceived ideas
No advice is concrete
Pass your judgement on experience not preconceived ideas
Your internal dialogue prohibits you from unique thought,
your eyes cemented, the puppet strings dictate your movements
Our consciousness has been restrained
By the elite in power that feeds off our misery
They've got a problem,
When the sheeple draw their own conclusions
Face the hard truth, we're not your slaves
The Canvas unfolding to a molecular state,
Textures forming the obscene
This toxic euphoric,
Keeps us coming back to this thought provoking
atmosphere beyond the 5 sense reality.x2
We cant grasp our potential
With our heads clouded in calumny
Unrelenting effort to sensor
Every substance that could open up our prospects
Or decode our purpose
Leave behind false pre-conceptions
Cast aside, grave implications
Lay to rest this propaganda
Grasp clarity in Technicolor
Forget the stigma x2
Our senses detect near to nothing
Black and white plagues
Expansion of conscious awareness of self
The holographic process taken
Behind locked doors
