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• Artiste: Sculptured
• Titre: Bodies Without Organs
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Crush all meaning Disrupt all signals Arrange the body's signs And organs Take these insides out and replace them with noise Noise—when there is no God; a noise so Loud it would shake the sky And begin to Take these insides out and fill the world with noise The heavens shine upon us And fill the world with meaning Some time ago when I was sick I would vomit so much that I would want to sew my mouth completely shut A body sealed up Unable to breath Unwilling to eat or to be a body that is disciplined The world is without meaning No heaven shines above us Bodies without organs Nothing more useless than an organ We are bodies without organs There is nothing more useless than an organ Bodies without organs Nothing more useless than an organ We are bodies without organs There is nothing more useless than an organ The burden of god The questions left unanswered And some unspoken Will he answer for the ways we die? And when we die Will we finally know Why life seemed like such A long and painful process of dying? The heavens shine upon us And fill the world with nothing Reflecting every weakness We'll stare back at ourselves Bodies without organs Nothing more useless than an organ We are bodies without organs There is nothing more useless than an organ