Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neon Rebels, artist - Illidiance. Album song Damage Theory, in the genre Индастриал
Date of issue: 03.05.2011
Record label: High Decibels
Song language: English
Neon Rebels |
You feel the scream, but no sound is coming out |
As surture needle impales the skin, all senses overloaded |
Your boiling blood is infested with living drug |
Replacing the nerves with nano-swarm |
Your turn, your stride, the yearning heart beats in time |
Get up, Get up your fucking ass and jump |
To the pulse of doomsday party |
You’re mesmerized, ascending electrified |
The rebels soul ignites with neon, control denied |
Go forth, there is no tomorrow |
And you can’t remember yesterday |
The blinded eyes are opened wide |
With gliding wings life steps aside |
Wherever it takes you higher |
You’ll find the divine touch of insanity |
Bringing you down, in flames… |
Deserted hell, but none here is to care |
As the doomsday party goes next floor, |
The stage is overcrowded |
The goal is near, just take the new «red pill» |
Obtain the dose of cyber splendour |
The afflux of ecstasy, decoded divinity |
The mortal life is actually out of fashion |
Your back — two scars, endeavor and kiss the stars |
Metallic leaves remove the rust from soul, your encaged soul |
Wherever it takes you higher |
You’ll find the divine touch of insanity |
Bringing you down, in flames… |
Again and again… |
It feels like you’re bleeding, you’re wasting your life |
Face to face with the profane grace, |
Fear the taste of a daylight dream of injected venom |
On delusive desire, and you’re falling down |
Agonized, desensitized, |
Burnt inside you’re falling down to the stage of party |
It feels like you’re bleeding, you’re wasting your life |
Face to face with the profane grace, |
Fear the taste of a daylight dream of injected venom |
On delusive desire, and you fall fall down |
Agonized, desensitized, burnt inside you fall fall down |
Go forth, there is no tomorrow |
And you can’t remember yesterday |
The blinded eyes are opened wide |
With gliding wings life steps aside |
Wherever it takes you higher |
You’ll find the divine touch of insanity |
Bringing you down, in flames… |
Again and again… |
I know we are not angels, |
But we’re able to tear down their leaves… |