Immersed in Whispers Songtext
von Coma Control

I am the sum of all dreams
Composite, yet free
Why are the roots so deep
They color the novelties

Clear perspectives lie in the dirt
The yearn for novelties consumes the sonority

I am the sum of all dreams
Composite yet fucking completely free
Why are the roots so deep
They seem to strangle for a reason

Fuck

Drill in
Give in

I think I drank way too much of that enticing paint
No more colors
The paint thinner
Emits a shimmer
How could I let it pass by
Imbibe


Pecked by the violent seagulls
They smile happily as all of their wrinkles have been ironed out

No mistakes in life
Just as it was meant to be

And the wigs shall remain buried for the sole purpose of graverobbing

Breach the grave
Eat the hair
How′s the taste?
Just stale dead cells
Their tickling sensation draws us here

...for the mind is a dead rooster
And the only way to caress it is to dance with
Twirl with it among the green crowd
And when the dark goo begins to surface
You know it is finally time to lay the fowl to rest
But do not forget the hay
For tonight the mind shall sleep in good company

Far beyond the sun
The glowing poultry roam
Deep beneath the crust
They crawl


Pound and poke
What the...?
Pound and poke
Out of my den
Pound and poke
Brother
Pound and poke
I'm not a hen

Scoop it out

Where′re my clothes?
I'm a high-rise
No mitä sää ny norsuilet siinä

Stand and deliver
You're going nowhere
Keep your belongings
Give me that which you do not possess
Quiet, and follow
I′m here to guide you to cerebral hypoxia

Deep beneath the surface
The weird fish feast on ears

I am the sum of all dreams
Composite, yet free
Observe the grooves who lie deep
They provoke the novelties

We′re hardly free
Immersed in whispers
We're hardly free
Immersed in whispers

Immersed in whispers