Incubus - New Skin |
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New Skin
Incubus At first I see an open wound infected and disastrous. It breathes chaotic catastrophe, it cries to be renewed. It's tears are the color of anger, they dry to form a scab. To the touch, it's stiff and resilient, underneath, the new skin breaths. It's all been saved, with the exception for the right parts. When will we be new skin? As outwardly cliche' as it may seem, It is a circle, there is a plan, yes, something under the surface says, "C'est la vie." dead skin will atrophy itself to start again. see past what covers the surface. Look closely at that open wound, creation takes the stage. Underneath chaotic catastrophe, It's all been saved, with the exception for the right parts. When will we be new skin? with the exception for what could be. It's all been seen, When will we be new skin? UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY REALITY WAS EVERYTHING HUMANS COULD TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR. SINCE THE INITIAL CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC PROVOCATION OF THE LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE MILLIONTH OF REALITY. do mold our decisions. Fallacious cognitions So stop and take a look, spewed from televisions and you'll see what i see now. It's all been saved, with the exception for the right parts. When will we be new skin? It's all been seen, with the exception for what could be. When will we be new skin |
