Kempi - Black Sun Empire, Nymfo

Kempi - Black Sun Empire, Nymfo

Альбом
Lights and Wires
Год
2010
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
314670

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Kempi

Black Sun Empire, Nymfo

Yeah, yeah

This ain’t the synapse

Chill factor 60

Microverse entered

So black, it’s slip stream

Dip both the headlights

Mountain to the background

Forcefield activate

Operation black cloud

Operation sub source

8 gauge for hand over

Reset the mind field

This is what we planned sober

We stand closer

Fall back to vessel 2

Team in position

Go smack the destitute

Ready to transmit

Grid map to the free load

Construct the rhythm tall

Stand by to decode

Survey the battlefield like site off all the blacktop

Power up the ammo yield

Close top on blackbox

I exhale the white mist

Cyber brain circus

Locked to pinpoint my sidefix

Brace for the kickback

Soon then I’m

Ghost hack to fly wall

Squeezed on the jump start

And respond to Messiah call

Black Sun Empire

Test of time

Nightfire

New dawn

New day

We emerge

As they fade away

Yeah, yeah

This ain’t the synapse

Chill factor 60

Microverse entered

So black, it’s slip stream

Dip both the headlights

Mountain to the background

Forcefield activate

Operation black cloud

Operation sub source

8 gauge for hand over

Reset the mind field

This is what we planned sober

We stand closer

Fall back to vessel 2

Team in position

Go smack the destitute

Landscape mindswept

Feel the up evil

Widespread grievance

No sight of people

Trails of mass movement

Slowly diminishing

As the earth burns

My backs burns are grimacing

Bittersweet silhouette

Promise of a new age

Eclipsed by a red mist

Or a burst of blue haze

All I see is carrying

Souls flee to starscape

Yeah, check, yo

Black Sun Empire

Dawn Of A Dark Day

Feet pounding the asphalt

Streets clouding in ash fall

We solemnly remember as we step through the embers

The absence of siren sounds deafening our senses

No more pretenses

Smoldering picket fences

Head bowed, we tread south, gathering wood to straggle us

Silence is our language

Shattered, we’re wounded travelers

Battered by the heat swell

Dust reflecting heat tone

Future’s in our hands once we resurrect the genome

Black Sun Empire

Test of time

Nightfire

New dawn

New day

We emerge

As they fade away

New dawn

New day

We emerge

As they fade away

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