Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Worlds Within the Margin, artist - In Flames. Album song Whoracle, in the genre Date of issue: 26.10.1997
Record label: Nuclear Blast
Song language: English
Worlds Within the Margin |
| Raindrop hits the leaf changing it’s position slightly on the street |
| next to polls of monotonous waters He walks Slipping feet from |
| steps at random He falls |
| In the space of between his body and the ground |
| comets cast off their names stellar neurones misfire |
| Witnesses |
| inhale the seed |
| and spit out a million branches |
| Buds abloom in all directions |
| frin which events occur |
| relations and virused meetings |
| catch fire and explode |
| In the margin of butterfly wings |
| entire cycles of evolution |
| outplayed and faded |
| sparked away and leaned back into |
| vacuum-filled nirvana |
| Between the two of my eyes |
| feverish fractal scar |
| Dance like were they on drugs |
| peyote labyrinth re-mapped exits |
| A hasty blink |
| and a million life-to-comes |
| will never be the same |
| as they never were |
| In the kinetic energy of a moving fist |
| lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe |
| With the first movement in organic scap |
| came a bouquet of alternative answers |
| all different multiplied and re-divided |
| Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite |
| written between the legs on the Meganeura |
| suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen |
| marked their way through time |