Текст песни President Besters Alimony

Euphoria as a trick, beloved but denied,
Hidden in an agenda of means.
"Breed behind the instincts, feed the masses!"
Stationary dreams, taken swift in a glimpse.

To race dimensions in a single grain, multiplicity!
Find sanctuary in the Eleysian sandcastle.

Feel the stench of mass hysterias cauldron,
See the branch easily brake.
To hit the ground, merciless smiles from above.
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Surrendered to the miracle of death...A lesson to beg for.

Marked as a Man I stand, behold the tide is rising.
Nor a trixster, nor a fool, engulfed in coal,
Hastily on the way to other "planets", whirling.
To bloom in the horizons, to settle in the shade.

A cure for the stream: To blend the evolution,
As it leaps into tomorrow.

Lyrics by: Twice
Music by: Nagash