Modern Tales - Live Session

Modern tale
The ink sinks such an endless flow
The black oil spreads on the concrete floor
Toxic to think outside the box
Who'll take a pen to tell it hurts?

Let's watch the scene
Cause it's getting late

The dark lake
Enigmatic
Knowledge sucked into a swirl of void
Stifling fishes, omitted
Get lost in an infernal sinusoid
No matter, relieve the wounds, android

Cycles tend to bend
In silence
Sweet violence
Tides come to an end
They're fading away
Away

An empty space has replaced
A sudden thought exploding
In a comfortable mind, compressed
Let it shine, let it shine

Modern tale feeds modern ache
Makes it organic

The present tense robs the intentions
Along a wall of a narrow corridor
Peeking at a foreigner
Through an antic mirror
Reflexion, inaction

Tale of progress
Tale of excess
A sudden thought exploses

Let it shine

Beyond time and place
Against rain and dust
Science smiles above laws
When it dives into their jaws

Cycles tend to bend
In silence
Sweet violence
Tides come to an end
They're fading away
Away

Tides come to an end
They're fading away



Credits
Writer(s): Antoine Poppe, Quentin Levasseur, Quentin Poulichet, Tristan Gastinel, Vincent Laure
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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