Whoracle

	作词 : In Flames
	I often dream of huge numb buildingsjet-black sinister architecturebeing installed when nobody sees
	Their appearance so suddenthat few would take notice
	And when I wake up
	I imagine being crushed by oneimagining its weight its silenceand the absence of excuses for a havoced lifeand the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone
	JotunA body of blackthat carried no reflectiondefying its own roomun-earthly eggs of decreation
	There would be coloniesmushroom-scattered forever out of contextrising spores from a dying worldto pollute to chase away what's left
	Sun-white pulverised desert stoneand serpentine lizard mouths
	Pales away the pyramidsrewriting 4500 years of historyraping the statue of libertyoutplays the acropolisinverting the fjordsinvades the n y skyline todream its own existence in one single final word
	JotunCan we identify themas the flint buried in our reptile skullsor the time-bomb coded in our dna

	zuò cí : In Flames
	I often dream of huge numb buildingsjetblack sinister architecturebeing installed when nobody sees
	Their appearance so suddenthat few would take notice
	And when I wake up
	I imagine being crushed by oneimagining its weight its silenceand the absence of excuses for a havoced lifeand the privilege of a 22kilometre tombstone
	JotunA body of blackthat carried no reflectiondefying its own roomunearthly eggs of decreation
	There would be coloniesmushroomscattered forever out of contextrising spores from a dying worldto pollute to chase away what' s left
	Sunwhite pulverised desert stoneand serpentine lizard mouths
	Pales away the pyramidsrewriting 4500 years of historyraping the statue of libertyoutplays the acropolisinverting the fjordsinvades the n y skyline todream its own existence in one single final word
	JotunCan we identify themas the flint buried in our reptile skullsor the timebomb coded in our dna