Mechanical Phoenix Lyrics
| Song | Mechanical Phoenix |
| Artist | Unexpect |
| Album | Fables of the Sleepless Empire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake | |
| Melting…but nothing lost… | |
| Another form…different incarnations | |
| Brains are snowing sites | |
| Mental skiing on neuronal paths | |
| Sport of the dreamers | |
| Transformation, such a natural movement | |
| Unavoidable and so necessary | |
| It passes…and I die frequently…to be reborn on the next moment… | |
| Death is part of my short term cycle…for the absolute delight of Life | |
| There’s a Phoenix in all of us | |
| Rising out when given the chance | |
| Sweeping across dull horizons | |
| To offer back their fire to the Grays | |
| The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities | |
| Let’s drink more…shall we ? | |
| Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart | |
| Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh; ingredients to a corporate form | |
| Call me human but I won’t drop it…flattery won’t budge the sludge of time | |
| Indeed…in need of some bakeries you will stand strong | |
| But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail | |
| I don’t think so… | |
| At the top of the pyramid…weather is far better | |
| …and you’ll never know | |
| Keep on crawling | |
| A perpetual flood of obligations | |
| To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion | |
| Taming the wilds | |
| Flaunting the art of deception | |
| Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But no power shall ever strip humanity | |
| Of its creative capacity | |
| The sea is waiting, don’t waste seashells… | |
| What a wonderful evening | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But a free Phoenix stands tall | |
| Drip your personality into my open arms | |
| Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse | |
| Wash your pain unto others | |
| Don’t try anything new…it could be interesting… | |
| What a nice machine you are! |
| Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake | |
| Melting but nothing lost | |
| Another form different incarnations | |
| Brains are snowing sites | |
| Mental skiing on neuronal paths | |
| Sport of the dreamers | |
| Transformation, such a natural movement | |
| Unavoidable and so necessary | |
| It passes and I die frequently to be reborn on the next moment | |
| Death is part of my short term cycle for the absolute delight of Life | |
| There' s a Phoenix in all of us | |
| Rising out when given the chance | |
| Sweeping across dull horizons | |
| To offer back their fire to the Grays | |
| The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities | |
| Let' s drink more shall we nbsp? | |
| Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart | |
| Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh ingredients to a corporate form | |
| Call me human but I won' t drop it flattery won' t budge the sludge of time | |
| Indeed in need of some bakeries you will stand strong | |
| But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail | |
| I don' t think so | |
| At the top of the pyramid weather is far better | |
| and you' ll never know | |
| Keep on crawling | |
| A perpetual flood of obligations | |
| To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion | |
| Taming the wilds | |
| Flaunting the art of deception | |
| Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But no power shall ever strip humanity | |
| Of its creative capacity | |
| The sea is waiting, don' t waste seashells | |
| What a wonderful evening | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But a free Phoenix stands tall | |
| Drip your personality into my open arms | |
| Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse | |
| Wash your pain unto others | |
| Don' t try anything new it could be interesting | |
| What a nice machine you are! |
| Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake | |
| Melting but nothing lost | |
| Another form different incarnations | |
| Brains are snowing sites | |
| Mental skiing on neuronal paths | |
| Sport of the dreamers | |
| Transformation, such a natural movement | |
| Unavoidable and so necessary | |
| It passes and I die frequently to be reborn on the next moment | |
| Death is part of my short term cycle for the absolute delight of Life | |
| There' s a Phoenix in all of us | |
| Rising out when given the chance | |
| Sweeping across dull horizons | |
| To offer back their fire to the Grays | |
| The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities | |
| Let' s drink more shall we nbsp? | |
| Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart | |
| Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh ingredients to a corporate form | |
| Call me human but I won' t drop it flattery won' t budge the sludge of time | |
| Indeed in need of some bakeries you will stand strong | |
| But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail | |
| I don' t think so | |
| At the top of the pyramid weather is far better | |
| and you' ll never know | |
| Keep on crawling | |
| A perpetual flood of obligations | |
| To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion | |
| Taming the wilds | |
| Flaunting the art of deception | |
| Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But no power shall ever strip humanity | |
| Of its creative capacity | |
| The sea is waiting, don' t waste seashells | |
| What a wonderful evening | |
| Empires rise, Empires fall | |
| Structures collapse and lords are disgraced | |
| But a free Phoenix stands tall | |
| Drip your personality into my open arms | |
| Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse | |
| Wash your pain unto others | |
| Don' t try anything new it could be interesting | |
| What a nice machine you are! |
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