Lost wing Not yet known to become imitation The results of building a virtual village Arcadia Life of: Pandora Endless cycle of death and rebirth simulation Paranoia of my sky disappearing Symphony The collapse of the melody myth Plug the ear to get inside the pulsation The drowning sensation is precious, momentary, resounding. To you, to me. A babys first cry, a bouquet Sorrow, joy Goodbye for eternity Limited time, til the end of the world Hold you all tightly Begin walking Interval of space-time I now sing Adios Eden Adios Eden Landing Adios Eden Farewell, be told Adios Eden Youve been told How can you fly away without wings? Something of an imitation Its a place composed of pixels Made to resemble Arcadia I live here like Pandora Lifes a simulation Paranoia strikes me Of hearing deaths symphony As my sky falls down And they press delete Cover your ears if you wish Wish to be spared Spared from the pulse It feels as if I am drowning But its only Momentary For eternity Celebration, devastation Sunny skies, precipitation Crying, trying, dying Creation, decimation Time is running out quickly Until the end of it all Take what you can Take your leave Keep standing tall The interval of space and time Is where I will forever reside Adios, Eden Setup, landing Adios, Eden This was always bound to be Adios, Eden We all die eventually FLASHBACK
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 09:36:25 +0000
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