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• Artiste: Architects
• Titre: Impermanence
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We've got a choice, but still we’d rather choose to suffer 'Cause there's no escape once the fuse is lit, locked in this pantheon Swimming with concrete shoes, the reaper comes to take the best of you Can you see the writing on the wall? There is a subtle space that we’ll all discover 'Cause there is a seat reserved for thе spirit, passing through one by one Riding a torpedo, wе wash away into the overflow Can you see the writing on the wall? We're barricaded 'cause nobody wants to meet their maker The seeds are sewn, then we die alone, we die alone Eviscerated, we're all players in a symphony that fights against impermanence Again and again, and again, and again, and again Again and again, and again Do you really wanna live forever? Oh We are so lost staring into all the colour It hurts, but reality is counterfeit, we came from the beyond Living a cameo, one final breath and then we split in two Can you see the writing on the wall? We're barricaded 'cause nobody wants to meet their maker The seeds are sewn, then we die alone, we die alone Eviscerated, we're all players in a symphony that fights against impermanence Again and again, and again, and again, and again Even the doomed refuse We were born to lose Do you really wanna live forever? ’Cause those afraid to die will never truly live They’ll never truly live Even the doomed refuse We were born to lose Do you really wanna live forever? We're barricaded ’cause nobody wants to meet their maker The seeds are sewn, then we die alone, we die alone Eviscerated, we're all players in a symphony that fights against impermanence Again and again, and again, and again We are barricaded 'cause nobody wants to meet their maker The seeds are sewn, then we die alone, we die alone Eviscerated, we're all players in a symphony that fights against impermanence Again and again, and again, and again, and again