| Song | Blade of My Brain |
| Artist | Arachnes |
| Album | Apocalypse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Old world, so shining, | |
| your scent is like (a) rusty dream in my mind. | |
| All your sweet abundance | |
| is now a repulsive lie to my life. | |
| I want to rest, to feel the taste of peace, | |
| I want to see beyond appearances. | |
| The blade of my brain is ready to believe: | |
| there's the need of something else� | |
| I'LL TRY TO BREAK THE SILLY THINGS, | |
| (THE) MORBID BRAIN OF A SAINT WITHOUT A SOUL TO KNOW, | |
| I'LL TRY TO TASTE (THE) EARTHLY GOODS | |
| AND THE PAIN OF A FRIEND, WITH MY ANIMAL SENSE. | |
| It's my new religion, | |
| or if you want our new world, new time. | |
| So (the) revolution can start, | |
| simply, in the respect of human things |
| Old world, so shining, | |
| your scent is like a rusty dream in my mind. | |
| All your sweet abundance | |
| is now a repulsive lie to my life. | |
| I want to rest, to feel the taste of peace, | |
| I want to see beyond appearances. | |
| The blade of my brain is ready to believe: | |
| there' s the need of something else | |
| I' LL TRY TO BREAK THE SILLY THINGS, | |
| THE MORBID BRAIN OF A SAINT WITHOUT A SOUL TO KNOW, | |
| I' LL TRY TO TASTE THE EARTHLY GOODS | |
| AND THE PAIN OF A FRIEND, WITH MY ANIMAL SENSE. | |
| It' s my new religion, | |
| or if you want our new world, new time. | |
| So the revolution can start, | |
| simply, in the respect of human things |
| Old world, so shining, | |
| your scent is like a rusty dream in my mind. | |
| All your sweet abundance | |
| is now a repulsive lie to my life. | |
| I want to rest, to feel the taste of peace, | |
| I want to see beyond appearances. | |
| The blade of my brain is ready to believe: | |
| there' s the need of something else | |
| I' LL TRY TO BREAK THE SILLY THINGS, | |
| THE MORBID BRAIN OF A SAINT WITHOUT A SOUL TO KNOW, | |
| I' LL TRY TO TASTE THE EARTHLY GOODS | |
| AND THE PAIN OF A FRIEND, WITH MY ANIMAL SENSE. | |
| It' s my new religion, | |
| or if you want our new world, new time. | |
| So the revolution can start, | |
| simply, in the respect of human things |