Everlasting sidereal record
Trembling hands over perfect denotations
The sense of great magnitude
Blur the reality to melt the life lines (Blinding outcome)
Degeneration of the machine
Recorded in hexagonal libraries
The syntax dances at the pace of the deceiving time
The unbound abduction of my own conceptions
Slay the perspectives
Blow every organic fuse
We're going to blow every organic fuse
And make yourself aware of your burning crown
The mirror is welded to the final rapture
Pieces fit without preamble
Sequence as a contrast, open your eyes
Upstairs the purifiers are subject to the visual misinformation
The search for divine conception is to fall into oblivion
In some hexagon the universe is justified
The universe is justified
In the final catalog
The human, work of chance or work of the evil demiurges
The imperfect librarian, easy prey of the prison self-deception
The universe abruptly usurped the unlimited dimensions of hope
The f*cking hope
The Antarctica Project - Library of Babel (feat. Joel Holmqvist) Lyrics
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Everlasting sidereal record
Trembling hands over perfect denotations
The sense of great magnitude
Blur the reality to melt the life lines (Blinding outcome)
Degeneration of the machine
Recorded in hexagonal libraries
The syntax dances at the pace of the deceiving time
The unbound abduction of my own conceptions
Slay the perspectives
Blow every organic fuse
We're going to blow every organic fuse
And make yourself aware of your burning crown
The mirror is welded to the final rapture
Pieces fit without preamble
Sequence as a contrast, open your eyes
Upstairs the purifiers are subject to the visual misinformation
The search for divine conception is to fall into oblivion
In some hexagon the universe is justified
The universe is justified
In the final catalog
The human, work of chance or work of the evil demiurges
The imperfect librarian, easy prey of the prison self-deception
The universe abruptly usurped the unlimited dimensions of hope
The f*cking hope
Trembling hands over perfect denotations
The sense of great magnitude
Blur the reality to melt the life lines (Blinding outcome)
Degeneration of the machine
Recorded in hexagonal libraries
The syntax dances at the pace of the deceiving time
The unbound abduction of my own conceptions
Slay the perspectives
Blow every organic fuse
We're going to blow every organic fuse
And make yourself aware of your burning crown
The mirror is welded to the final rapture
Pieces fit without preamble
Sequence as a contrast, open your eyes
Upstairs the purifiers are subject to the visual misinformation
The search for divine conception is to fall into oblivion
In some hexagon the universe is justified
The universe is justified
In the final catalog
The human, work of chance or work of the evil demiurges
The imperfect librarian, easy prey of the prison self-deception
The universe abruptly usurped the unlimited dimensions of hope
The f*cking hope
Writer: Alberto Barbano, Andrés Olivares, Gustavo Plaza, João Riveros
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Antarctica Project
Language: English
Length: 5:25
Written by: Alberto Barbano, Andrés Olivares, Gustavo Plaza, João Riveros