Refuelling the Black Blood Lyrics
| Song | Refuelling the Black Blood |
| Artist | Atakhama |
| Album | Existence Indifferent |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Honkonen, Rahikainen ... | |
| (spoken word of a transparent humanoid) | |
| "planet below my feet bleeds black gold, | |
| to fuel up the corporate machines | |
| and as i inhale the fumes of those devices, | |
| the image of the planet sickens me | |
| i exhale sickness, terror and paranoia | |
| breath infects you if you weren't already infected" | |
| (the initiation) | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c-4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| (the cycle) | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our "individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? | |
| (the image) | |
| as you take your place within the congregation | |
| hide your face behind your both hands | |
| from the mirror of your own hands | |
| stares an alien to life itself, | |
| both, you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| (the dogma) | |
| suffocated breath of a transparent ghost | |
| sickens you and me. making us invisible | |
| it's your own choice of "freedom to choose" | |
| we can penetrate everything and anyone, | |
| but we can't make it happen, 'cause our image, | |
| the truth in flesh can not be seen | |
| (the initiation) | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c-4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| (the cycle) | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our "individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? |
| zuo qu : Honkonen, Rahikainen ... | |
| spoken word of a transparent humanoid | |
| " planet below my feet bleeds black gold, | |
| to fuel up the corporate machines | |
| and as i inhale the fumes of those devices, | |
| the image of the planet sickens me | |
| i exhale sickness, terror and paranoia | |
| breath infects you if you weren' t already infected" | |
| the initiation | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| the cycle | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our " individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? | |
| the image | |
| as you take your place within the congregation | |
| hide your face behind your both hands | |
| from the mirror of your own hands | |
| stares an alien to life itself, | |
| both, you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| the dogma | |
| suffocated breath of a transparent ghost | |
| sickens you and me. making us invisible | |
| it' s your own choice of " freedom to choose" | |
| we can penetrate everything and anyone, | |
| but we can' t make it happen, ' cause our image, | |
| the truth in flesh can not be seen | |
| the initiation | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| the cycle | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our " individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? |
| zuò qǔ : Honkonen, Rahikainen ... | |
| spoken word of a transparent humanoid | |
| " planet below my feet bleeds black gold, | |
| to fuel up the corporate machines | |
| and as i inhale the fumes of those devices, | |
| the image of the planet sickens me | |
| i exhale sickness, terror and paranoia | |
| breath infects you if you weren' t already infected" | |
| the initiation | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| the cycle | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our " individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? | |
| the image | |
| as you take your place within the congregation | |
| hide your face behind your both hands | |
| from the mirror of your own hands | |
| stares an alien to life itself, | |
| both, you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| you and me | |
| the dogma | |
| suffocated breath of a transparent ghost | |
| sickens you and me. making us invisible | |
| it' s your own choice of " freedom to choose" | |
| we can penetrate everything and anyone, | |
| but we can' t make it happen, ' cause our image, | |
| the truth in flesh can not be seen | |
| the initiation | |
| steel pillars in the form of a church | |
| the new planet stands proud facing away | |
| from man | |
| male and female, | |
| swallow: the thick oil pouring from me | |
| and the c4 bread on your numb tongue | |
| the cycle | |
| it goes even deeper than beneath | |
| the core of this planet | |
| it is in our " individual" thought patterns | |
| how can we ever stop those machines from | |
| penetrating our precious, corrupted soil, | |
| refuelling the black blood? |
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