Arrhythmic Distortions Songtext
von Simulacrum

Seek out the one thing you′ll never find
The streets here coil like a spider's web
Abstract to the mind
Towering buildings block the view
Sense of direction is born anew
Oh, where am I?
The silent calls for one another
Distorted by the arrhythmia
Of this city whose streets we wonder
The silent calls
The longing for authentic human connection
Is making you anxious
Oooooooh To break free from this simulation
Climb over the never ending wall
The endless tides of time will wash you ashore
Make no eye contact
Cause you′ll stand out from the crowd
They will smell your fear
Isolate it, cultivate it
Mold a diamond of blood
And you'll be the one who pays
The silent calls for one another
Distorted by the arrhythmia
Of this city whose streets we wonder
The silent calls


Solo: Petri
The silent calls for one another
Distorted by the arrhythmia
Of this city whose streets we wonder
The silent calls