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Silent Flight Parliament


Between the Buried and Me


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Stilius: Sunkioji muzika
Data: 2012 m.








Silent Flight Parliament

I know what I must do.
I know what I must do.
I'm coming home.
Fixed socket threat.
Binocular vision.
I see all.
I hear all.
Superior intellect.
I'm the night owl.
Built by the alien Gods.
I'm the night owl.
A necessity to the existence of all life.
I'm the night owl.
I'm the night owl.
Fixed socket threat.
Binocular vision.
I see all.
I see all.
I hear all.
I'm the night owl.
I'm the night owl.
I return in the day but you won't ever see me.
Only my eyes.
The blaring, yellow sphere.
A sharp distortion.
The TV screen you stare at night after night.
Over and over.
Over and over.
I return in the day but you won't ever see me.
Only my eyes.
The blaring, yellow sphere.
A sharp distortion.
The TV screen you stare at night after night.
Over and over.
Over and over.
You are staring into me.
Cut the wires and cut your ties.
You aren't what you think.
An experiment.
They will send us to warn, but that's part of the game as well.
Fucking weaklings.
I still know what my mind tells you to do.
Cut out pieces to form new.
I still know what my mind tells you to do.
Cut out pieces to form new.
Am I me?
What is he?
Am I me?
What is he?
It's come to the point of opening the box.
Carved in the side are the words:
Property of the Night Owls.
Smash to unlock the desperate measures.

Am I me?
What is he?
Am I me?
What is he?
He is found and I will drag him to his end.
It's not selfish if it's what's right.
He knows I'm looking for him.
This thievery is for the bettering of all humankind.
So it seems.
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
And it is.
Open the valve.
Say goodbye to everything.
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
Am I me?
Am I me?
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Weightless in the sea, sea of space.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Weightless in the sea, sea of space.
Never again.
Never again.
Eyes open to the sound of laughter.
Like a mighty God casting his spells on the worlds below.
The man is me.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Goodbye to everything.
Goodbye to everything.




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Silent Flight Parliament

I know what I must do.
I know what I must do.
I'm coming home.
Fixed socket threat.
Binocular vision.
I see all.
I hear all.
Superior intellect.
I'm the night owl.
Built by the alien Gods.
I'm the night owl.
A necessity to the existence of all life.
I'm the night owl.
I'm the night owl.
Fixed socket threat.
Binocular vision.
I see all.
I see all.
I hear all.
I'm the night owl.
I'm the night owl.
I return in the day but you won't ever see me.
Only my eyes.
The blaring, yellow sphere.
A sharp distortion.
The TV screen you stare at night after night.
Over and over.
Over and over.
I return in the day but you won't ever see me.
Only my eyes.
The blaring, yellow sphere.
A sharp distortion.
The TV screen you stare at night after night.
Over and over.
Over and over.
You are staring into me.
Cut the wires and cut your ties.
You aren't what you think.
An experiment.
They will send us to warn, but that's part of the game as well.
Fucking weaklings.
I still know what my mind tells you to do.
Cut out pieces to form new.
I still know what my mind tells you to do.
Cut out pieces to form new.
Am I me?
What is he?
Am I me?
What is he?
It's come to the point of opening the box.
Carved in the side are the words:
Property of the Night Owls.
Smash to unlock the desperate measures.

Am I me?
What is he?
Am I me?
What is he?
He is found and I will drag him to his end.
It's not selfish if it's what's right.
He knows I'm looking for him.
This thievery is for the bettering of all humankind.
So it seems.
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
And it is.
Open the valve.
Say goodbye to everything.
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
Creep in before the rise of the sun.
They are sleeping.
Holding each other like it's the last...
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
And it is.
Open the valve.
Fill the room.
Am I me?
Am I me?
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Weightless in the sea, sea of space.
Never again.
Seek the day.
Weightless in the sea, sea of space.
Never again.
Never again.
Eyes open to the sound of laughter.
Like a mighty God casting his spells on the worlds below.
The man is me.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Jet propulsion disengage.
Dancing towards our future.
A future of nothing.
A future towards nothing.
Goodbye to everything.
Goodbye to everything.

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