shines now is the time here comes darkness distanced from above bold emptyness omniscient fog up on the edge ready! one, two...go! rat or angel does
Zoning in a hall of glass plasma flowing from a cask piercing overtones mainline into my back pack it's full of clouds in my house a grey hive, humming
I know, I know, from the assembly line I know, I know, the three laws of my type I was not made to smile I was not built to lie I ask my positron self
the red grass, up to my knees an aura comes towards me someone's changed the formula un-chaining another law the structures, the colors uniform chaos
we'll be back, right after this! following the story on my monitor no more saving glory only flat colors black and white distortion back and forth all
all under one command clouds overcast the land infinite division chaotic creation patterns of flat spiral spinning a triangle wind on the schizosphere
there you are, you're with me protecting all my crew I carved you, from a tree my vision is you Lorelei, I have thee in front of my ship cutting waves
doorway in sight not a second too late into the night siren, spot light wailing wolves at the gate into the night mad dog patrol roaming 'round the
to whom it may concern your well-known address again, with no answer to my last request disregard ink spots my presentation consider my clear thoughts
dummy says I have dreams frightening screams I have dreams dummy says it's too late big mistake it's too late the circus left without me and I'm alone
I know, I know, from the assembly line I know, I know, the three laws of my type I was not built to lie I was not made to smile I ask my positron self
dummy says I have dreams frightening screams I have dreams dummy says it's too late it's too late big mistake the circus left without me and I'm alone
the idiot walks along a canvas Sunday rendezvous; mister phobia
Walking down an alley Deep in blue neon A dead end for today Under skyways worn Concrete from far below Rising up above Surrounded by shadows Garden
all under one command clouds overcast the land infinite division patterns of flat spiral chaotic creation spinning a triangle wind on the schizosphere
