Oh, my fallen one Let complacent to the surface And if I only could've been there Then I would've seen the urge And I'll carry you Through the rhetoric and shells Of exploding heads and sand bags Thrown by bigots, green by blue bands
Close the batons, fill the jars Seal the windows, lock the doors Paranoia will eclipse the rational and spill
Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumental
And the narrative Led the hungry to the arts With a lure of false promises, a fear of touch And they built a world Switched on search lights on the brim And invented their pariah, at which everyone was shouting
Close the batons, stock the drawers Seal the windows, lock the doors Take a bayonet and don't let anybody in
Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumental
Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation
Architecture of amnesia Paranormal anesthesia Architecture of amnesia History lessons disappear Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumentalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
