02_Fast Forward Genesis

This is the future
On the fast-forward button
The fiction that we have become
To chemical comfort we succumb

The Tower conjures compulsive minds
In an hourglass set to confine

Fruits of symbolic hallucination ripe
Random illusions recede before fatiguing eyes
Triggering relapsing seizures… undefined

Feel it!
Feel it calling from deep within!
Obsession crawl beneath… permeating the skin
Like impinging flashes of shredded images
At the heart of an implanted dependency

In a requiem strung with dissonant sounds
Awakened from void dreams of cold sweat we drown

As lattices of neon pulse unfold
Into the sky above enveloped
Tuned to the statics of a dead channel
Aloft in the heavens this mold
We called the Bubble

This is the future
On the fast-forward button
The fiction that we have become
To chemical comfort we succumb

Intoxicate the crowd
Gods among us beneath radiant clouds
New order arise from ever dark
Hear a voice from within not a sound

At last we conquered the pity moral of man…
For centuries we failed to claim the powers at our command

Bleach the shameful past
This future is the last
Bleach the shameful past
This future is the last