Paroles de la chanson Offworlder par Silent Planet
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There's no time left to waste now that you're finally awake
You took a lifetime to deprogram so let's cut to the chase
I'd say there's less than seven seconds till the bastards breach the door
Just remember nothing's real, they can't hurt you anymore
Run
Bullets ricochet, under the gun, reaching for the blade
Passing through the walls, bring the steel, silencing them all
You took a lifetime to deprogram so let's cut to the chase
I'd say there's less than seven seconds till the bastards breach the door
Just remember nothing's real, they can't hurt you anymore
Run
Bullets ricochet, under the gun, reaching for the blade
Passing through the walls, bring the steel, silencing them all
That was just reconnaissance, the Calvary is next
Can you hear them shake the stairwell, weapons climbing up the steps?
Until you've cut the transmission, the madness never stops
And there will be no end of them until the signal drops
Plummeting to pavement just before the room explodes...
Hordes of stacking bodies, fall broken by empty souls
Sent from high above to tear the curtain down
Bullets ricochet, under the gun, reaching for the blade
Passing through the walls, bring the steel, silencing them all
Can you hear them shake the stairwell, weapons climbing up the steps?
Until you've cut the transmission, the madness never stops
And there will be no end of them until the signal drops
Plummeting to pavement just before the room explodes...
Hordes of stacking bodies, fall broken by empty souls
Sent from high above to tear the curtain down
Bullets ricochet, under the gun, reaching for the blade
Passing through the walls, bring the steel, silencing them all
Beneath a simulated sun, hypnotized, sub-audible hum
Programmed to devour the One
I'll be the rage in your lungs until the network is undone
It gazes on, full-scale panic panopticon
Light the match, lay to waste
The isolation we create
Programmed to devour the One
I'll be the rage in your lungs until the network is undone
It gazes on, full-scale panic panopticon
Light the match, lay to waste
The isolation we create
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