Neon Synthesis Artificial Paradise
I woke up late this morning
my soul and body ache
in my mouth there's still the taste of the fire
that filled up my veins
Last night I led the dance
celebrant of a primordial rite
you put your lives in the wrong hands
we burned - and you didn't even realize
Stand there when the curtain crashes
here comes the new sensation
our rusty wings are spreading
get ready for the revolution
Let oblivion fall
upon the misery of reality
this masquerade's generating chaos
adrenalin shots f..ckin up our brains
Gasmasks and nuclear puppets
it was a game, now it's ecstasy
we live the night like there's no tomorrow
singing chants that will die at dawn
Get ready for the revolution
