Taking On from Modal Sex by BlackLizard

Consciousness arising some kind of peaceful control of everything in this room
I need some clean air to get rid of this putrid feeling
Room is getting smaller everytime I need to breath
Sharp needles and shiny blades are slowly stuck into my skin

Our life has been stolen since the great shadow came here to deceptively take care of our lurid time; my mind vortically recovers pieces of my past;
I need to see the future but it is not clear at all
I need to see the future but it is not clear at all

My aching stomach presages an imminent danger coming from that flickering corner, nearby that red window. I need something to restore my original eyesight that is now blurred and twisted
Water gets down my throat like a black pitch river
No, don't touch me, you little horror, contorted face of doom!

Is taking on
Is taking on me

Now, you are, clean path, get ready to step beside my lost lifeline, measure the wall, the mirror is watching that rancid skin pile of yours getting out of those fissures
My eyes crawl down beneath my bones;
control over feelings, control overflow
It's time to get lost, it's time to get fine,
while chirping bugs crawl all over me...

Show me your goal
Show me your path
Show me your soul
Show me your death

• Electronic
• electronic music
• Italy