A concentration of disasters
Our words not properly fixed
We fall or fixate
Is this the threshold?
Is this the threshold?
Fixed in a thousand voices
Blended and descended
Indestructible and definite us
It's only zero charges electricity
In love with a similar assistance
No action without, it seems, inaction
Making noise to cope with this pain
I happen to be in contempt of laws for awful
It was logical but fatal
Once more the fortress of pure numbers
In confusion with a false moon
It will fall soon
It will fall soon
It will fall soon
The white magic of the moon
Is the black magic of the Earth
Spice, it makes welts on my nerves
To what extent have we deceived ourselves
As to the damage?
Our words not properly fixed
We fall or fixate
Is this the threshold?
Is this the threshold?
Fixed in a thousand voices
Blended and descended
Indestructible and definite us
It's only zero charges electricity
In love with a similar assistance
No action without, it seems, inaction
Making noise to cope with this pain
I happen to be in contempt of laws for awful
It was logical but fatal
Once more the fortress of pure numbers
In confusion with a false moon
It will fall soon
It will fall soon
It will fall soon
The white magic of the moon
Is the black magic of the Earth
Spice, it makes welts on my nerves
To what extent have we deceived ourselves
As to the damage?
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