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Void Walker歌词-The Sun’s Journey Through The Night

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Void Walker歌词

Void Walker歌词完整版

Our flesh and bone, blood and bile,

the claws and the feathers of

flying birds,

the rotting expression of information

writhing through us all

Gods children realise

Life’s not endless

Death by life’s own hand

Minds construction, a prison, for you

Of failing machinery.

Of sinew and decay

Of fault and failures

In this human way

Minds beyond their comprehension within a perfect shell

Gods children realise

Life’s not endless

Death, by life’s own hand

Our

flesh and bone, the blood and bile,

the claws and the feathers of

flying birds,

the rotting expression of information

Death by life’s own hand

To rebuild the body to the will of the mind,

so that we may

fly the nest of our decaying earth.

A mind lost in the darkest cosmos, born without a body

Drifting from neutron star, to crawling nebula,

shifting from form to form, let life pass away

Drifting from neutron star, to crawling nebula,

shifting from form to form

a new life amongst the stars.

Stars beyond their construction, within a prison of bone

Of failing machinery.

Of sinew and decay

Of fault and failures

Malleable and unconstrained. Tailoring

flesh to the will of the mind.

As stars blink out of existence, black holes burn and collapse,

we reach further still, peeling back the skin of space and time.

Born without a body.

Minds beyond their comprehension within a perfect shell

Gods children realise

Life’s not endless

Death, by life’s own hand

Burrowing deeper to shelter from the storm

Burrowing deeper to shelter from your life

Burrowing deeper to shelter from the storm

A new life among the

Stars beyond their construction, within a prison of bone

Of failing machinery.

Of sinew and decay

Of fault and failures

Minds beyond their comprehension within a perfect shell

Gods children realise

Life’s not endless

Death, by life’s own hand

You must know this, the veins in your arms

and the roots of a tree

to your blood shot eyes and a swirling nebula.

Life is how universes sing to each other,

and god knows, the birds cannot help but sing.

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