Genius Loci
Lost
Wandering in search of the truth
Without returning all the way back
Roaming is an incomplete play
Synthetic spirits barcoded souls
A theatrically redefined existence
The intimidatory power of the politically correct
Will have our dreams killed replaced by lingering guilt
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Wrong. Each face of this coin is wrong
In this land of the duplicitous eulogy with its overturned foolish justice
This worldwide jail of coexistence, reflection of our cattle-like existence
Pentesilea is all around
Hell is on the ground
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Wandering in search of the truth
Without returning all the way back
Roaming is an incomplete play
Synthetic spirits barcoded souls
A theatrically redefined existence
The intimidatory power of the politically correct
Will have our dreams killed replaced by lingering guilt
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Wrong. Each face of this coin is wrong
In this land of the duplicitous eulogy with its overturned foolish justice
This worldwide jail of coexistence, reflection of our cattle-like existence
Pentesilea is all around
Hell is on the ground
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Credits
Writer(s): Vito Fresiello
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