Testo Blood Like Gasoline

Foul figures twisting turning dancing on a string
Glossy carbon hearts and veins of glass, unhuman
Freaks marching on to a better day, sad make believe
Uncharted are the routes that lead us to eternity
And back again

Through candy skies
We are the dead
Suffocating, yet breathing, in a crystal place
When the options are secured the choice is irrelevant
A swine face forcing us to a sole decision
In the name of the future I defy my fate

Come feel the rising of the tide
Calling back today
No wonder I don't fit into your hiding
Honey, don't bother to save me / stay