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Dust

When the sun rises
When dawn breaks over the grey rainbow
We're already there
Skinny djinns
Swarming

When the sun rises
When all cancer cells have been awakened
Doing a hell of a job
Struggling

Helium horse flies all around
Helium horse flies all around
Breathing our last romance
In a dislocated dance

When the sun rises
When dawn breaks over the grey rainbow
We're already there
A little dust
Swarming

Another Bleak Mind Rushed For Obedience

A new kind of pride
Too busy to hear us breathing

A better way of life
Ready to ignore it

And instead, we multiply...
And instead, we multiply...

Playing again and again
Dice are made to be thrown

However, there you shone
Leading us to be all alone

I just look there
Searching for skullflowers
Rounding up the angles
Everything in its wrong place

I just look there
Searching for skullflowers
Don't think I was born
To destroy you...

And instead, we multiply...
And instead, we multiply...
And instead, we multiply...
And instead...

High On The Ground

How long shall we drink to success?
How long shall we remain
High on the ground?

Sweet daily, sweet daily...

How long shall we purge acid with doubts?
How long shall we keep falling upward?

Sweet daily, sweet daily drunkeness

It’s keeping the air
An arid chaos
Is rising from the ground

Higher...
Higher...

It’s keeping the air
An arid chaos
Is rising from the ground

Romantic Song For The Nightlife Of A Pumpkin Bubble

In the night is growing a satellite
Strong and cold
Rising into the air

By the side of a sun
Dropping anchor
It's starting its turn

Asteroids are blowing the cockpit
Vision of slowly drawing nightworms
Asteroids are blowing the cockpit
It's only tears...

Found in the leftovers of a nerve
A Hertzian forest
Is turning to dust

Feel the tide fixing my pole
When the blame decides
It becomes proud

But asteroids are still blowing the cockpit
Vision of slowly drawing nightworms
Asteroids are still blowing the cockpit
It's only tears...

10,000 degrees later
Space people, going down to the shell,
Spat on the landslides

10,000 degrees later
Space people, going down to the shell,
Spat on the landslides

In the night is growing your satellite
Maybe collisions won't suffice...

Heaven - Home

If only this night
Could be quiet
Without compromise

If only this night
Could be dark
Driving satellites

Please
Leave us alone
Please...
Leave...

If only this night
Peaceful and red
Could never run away

If only this night
Could be warm
And still bleed away

Please
Leave us alone
Please...
Leave...

Smells Like Teen Cyprine

Sitting on a couch
Waiting for screaming stars to scream
Swallowed by the light
Of your deep down violent breath
Sitting on a couch
Waiting for screaming stars to scream
Underneath

I'm running to your nature
I'm running to your nature
The shape of pleasure to come
The shape of what needs to be done

Hear my voice
Hear my voice

Sitting on a couch
Waiting for screaming stars to scream
Swallowed by the light
Of your deep down violent breath
Sitting on a couch
Waiting for screaming stars to scream
Underneath

I'm losing, losing it, no underneath control
I'm losing, losing it, no underneath control
Come on, my awkward lousy friend
Come on, there'll always be
Someone to be blamed

Hear my voice
Hear my ...

't smells like teen ...

Missing Ingredient

Silence at the smiley store
I can't feel a thing about you
I sure would love one more encore
But I can't feel a damn thing 'bout you

Silence, violence, be my guests
Bloody yellings around in the air
I'm here watching a drama fest
But I would have preferred a résumé

I can't be in any more trouble
I've been this way, I've been this high
I've been the tragedy under the smile

The nipple and the damage done
Now I am here tearing you apart
I used to be the methadone
Now I'm just the poison weaning the heart

I can't be in any more trouble
I've been this way, I've been this high
I've been the tragedy under the smile

For So long...
So long...

Blood, sperm and tears
Blood, sperm and salt tears
Around in the air

Even right in the middle
Of this storm, I still can't feel ...
Even right in the middle
Of this storm, I still can't feel ...

... a damn thing about you
... a damn thing about

... a damn thing about you
... a damn thing about

Silence at the smiley store
I can't feel a thing about you
I sure would love one more encore
But I can't feel a damn thing 'bout you

I can't be in any more trouble
I've been this way, I've been this high
I've been the tragedy under the smile

Cardiogram

One by one
Engines stopped breathing
Black metrophobic sheep
Were building superstructures

One by one
By the overseer's will
Under silver impulsions
Bangs resounded from scimitars

Anytime...
Anytime...

Night shows on mute...
We couldn't hear the metal
Flowing from our side
Night shows on mute...

Step by step
Evolving in hyperstructure
A red-haired minor cancer
Dug out the tangible proscriptions

Step by step
Movements behind pitchforks
Safer sex silex queen
Was coming free and clean

Anytime...
Anytime...

Night shows on mute...
We couldn't hear the metal
Flowing from our side
Night shows on mute...

Flashed proof by the photograph
The Nile wouldn't be tarnished
If you...

Lights

Babies are in bed
A thousand thoughts away
Babies are in bed
And starting to fade away

Strange lights are moving
Strange lights are dancing

I wish to be there
I wish to be them

Babies are in bed
Quiet dreams, sweet dreams
In gloomy rooms
Babies are in bed
Hope the lights will take care

These strange lights are moving
These strange lights fascinating

I will be in there
I will belong

Smile Eater

Happy Shiny Little People
Happy Shiny Little Pe...
Happy Shiny Little People
Happy Shiny Little Pe...

Let them come to me !
Let them come to me !

They're gonna light my candle
They're gonna light my candle

Happy Shiny Little People
Happy Shiny Little Pe...
Happy Shiny Little People
Happy Shiny Little Pe...

Let them come to me !
Let them come to me !

They're gonna light my candle
They're gonna light my candle

They look so much
Like in my feast dreams

They're gonna light my candle
They're gonna light my candle

Happy Shiny Little People

See the smiles on their faces,
How appetizing !
See the light in their eyes,
How tasty must it be ?
From many faces, from many places,
I've been looking for them
Rarer and rarer as we evolve
I know I'm condemned

Happy Shiny Little People

First Fake Bullet

Tearing up the bottom of a row
I took my time to be born
Diving into the Cyclops' eyebrow
You left too many spies among us

Digging windows is not a cheap weakness
Digging windows is not a cheap weakness

Vultures were consulting an agenda
When their leader dug out a hatch
On which the Propaganda was drawn
Vultures were consulting an agenda

Digging windows is not a cheap weakness
Digging windows is not a cheap weakness

When vultures came close to the temple
Slowed down by a white frost of warmth
They discovered the missing submarine
Pierced with neo-pagan spikes

Digging windows is not a cheap weakness
Digging windows is not a cheap weakness

... but the first fake bullet

Let Sparta decide, anyway,
Let Sparta decide, anyway,
Tomorrow a rainbow will burn