Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chaos Theory and Practice, artist - Alkaloid. Album song Liquid Anatomy, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 17.05.2018
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
Chaos Theory and Practice |
| Don’t aim to please |
| Aim to dazzle |
| Time’s a disease |
| An endless frazzle |
| Chaos, save us |
| Space cannot defeat us |
| The ecstasy of entropy |
| Migrate |
| Arrive |
| Through space we wheeze |
| Let’s end this hassle |
| Enormity shall be the key |
| Our grandest razzle |
| Chaos, save us |
| Space cannot defeat us |
| The ecstasy of entropy |
| Migrate |
| Arrive |
| Lurch one |
| Shear the sphere |
| Spiral out |
| As one-shot pusher plates |
| We’ve had a lot of time to think |
| It has to be |
| The perfect shot |
| From megayears to nanoseconds |
| Gone in a blink |
| Lurch two |
| Why waste Sirius A |
| Conveniently in our way |
| Let’s do this right |
| Triple the supernova blast |
| A nacelle of sentinels |
| Cannon sol into the dog star |
| To harvest our disaster type 1a |
| And the dice are cast |
| Set source |
| Release for impact |
| We’re on the brink |
| Here goes… |
| Lurch three |
| The gravity |
| Of Sirius B |
| Spurs accretion |
| Into its monumental sink |
| Sol Omega |
| Get the fuck away from me |
| As the mass of stellar gas |
| And two collapsing hydrogen infernos |
| Are hurled into the carbon furnae |
| One last goodbye |
| As both stars die |
| Collapse the cores |
| And the local fluff shall tremble |
| Blow up the stars |
| Collect their mass |
| Detonate and resemble |
| Iron poison |
| To kill the stars |
| Lurch four |
| Accelerate |
| To breaking point |
| Then catch flying flesh of stars |
| At 20 000 kps |
| Wrap around it like a mantle |
| Spin the loot into spheres |
| Silicates to patch up scars |
| Gases to collapse and shrink |
| Into hawking radiation engines |
| We’ve had a lot of time to think |
| There’ll be us who’ll ride it out in here |
| Bottom-feeding in four Dimensions |
| And there’s us who’ll get right out of here |
| Once we’re turning our attentions |
| Gregarious, Nefarious, Temerarious |
| To Sagittarius A* |
| Supermassive Typhon |
| Crowned in magnetars |
| A Perfect Siphon |
| The most pro we can gress |
| We meet in the center |
| Access and aggress |
| Concenter |
| To Sagittarius A* |
| Supermassive Typhon |
| Drowned in magnetars |
| A Perfect Siphon |
| The most pro we can gress |
| We meet in the middle |
| Doomed in this, unless |
| We solve this riddle |
| Solo — Danny |
| How to get the fuck out of here |
| On a quantum singularity |
| How to get the fuck out of here |
| Get the fuck out of here |
| Chaos Save us |
| Get the fuck out of here |
| Migrate |
| Arrive |