Two lovers who wanted to leave together Two lovers who wished for their own desert Two lovers who wanted to leave together Two lovers who wanted to reset the universe - - - Two lovers buried at the bottom of a cosmic cliff Orbiting around their own grief Two lovers buried at the bottom of a cosmic cliff A mesmerizing view from which they can never drift - - - Their rest has been disturbed No amount of repentance and prayer Can ever free their spirit from a nightmare Their bodies have been discovered! The longest night in paradise Or the shortest trip in the devil’s eyes Once you have been selected Your loved ones can no longer remain unaffected! Once you’ve been seen You must turn yourself in How did they come, how did they come To choose death over sex? How did they come, how did they come To choose death over sex? But no matter what went awry on their timeline Now together they were at peace Yet now that they’re being uncovered piece by piece Only the worst parts will come to light - - - Two lovers buried at the bottom of a cosmic cliff Orbiting around their own grief Two lovers buried at the bottom of a cosmic cliff A mesmerizing view from which they can never drift - - - The warning came through onto the radio There’s something moving under the ground! There’s something coming to the top! Whether flat or round The world won’t ever recover! The longest night in paradise Or the shortest trip in the devil’s eyes Once you have been selected Your loved ones can no longer remain unaffected! Once you’ve been seen You must turn yourself in How did they come, how did they come To choose death over sex? How did they come, how did they come To choose death over sex? At the bottom of a cosmic cliff No matter the planet you’re buried The ground will always welcome you The tree that will then grow out of your body Will always reach out for life Leaf after leaf, leaf after leaf The tree will always reach out for life Leaf after leaf, leaf after leaf Thank you for trusting us and choosing our company for your tour! We have been expecting you! We can assure you the journey will be fully secure. Please bear with us as we review the lift parameters And apply the necessary pressure. Please keep your voice to a murmur… The warning came through onto the radio There’s something moving under the ground! There’s something coming to the top! Il y a quelque chose qui approche! Quelque chose va jaillir hors du sol! Quelque chose qui crie ‘laissez-moi sortir’! There’s something inside me I’m never getting away from There’s something inside me I can’t understand There’s something inside me That defines who I am And which I strive to put to an end - - - We are coming, we are coming… I sent a message across a parallel universe May be hard to decipher but I got an answer! I sent a message across a parallel universe May be hard to decipher but I got an answer!

A lot of activity on here, people with masks, people with badges Blue light, red light incoming, is that the police you may ask. Red eyeballs on the floor Red wine blood all over the walls This scene is definitely way too gore Just as we’d predicted from the 999 call Their stranglers were no strangers They had no qualms committing parricide They kept calm as they betrayed their insides Were just fine carrying on Even as they were beginning to rot Although they’d never leave their roots No matter where they died No body on the scene But blood, eyeballs, strands of hair The floor showing signs of fingernails scraping And the smell of horror lingers in the air But he who lived here was known to be a pacifist But skepticism and helplessness contaminated the atmosphere They’d sent a rescue team, an army of defeatists But the loudest words were born out of fear And the bloodiest wars born out of fists! As panic and adrenalin rushed through his veins As the blood rushed out and left its stains As every memory drained out of his brain It still seemed death was uncertain One of the officers had to take a breather You can find him vaping in what’s shaping To be a red blood night by the river Where a body can be found spread out like an angel With black holes eye sockets seeming to stare At what’s making him soar Growing the wings of a corpse Which is going to share A lifetime with its creator Let my frail hands wrap you in death Let this be the most fulfilled of my threats Let my pale hands regain strength As they offer you your last breath Let my frail hands wrap you in death Let this be the most fulfilled of my threats Let my pale hands regain strength As they offer you your last breath But he who lived here was known to be a pacifist But skepticism and helplessness contaminated the atmosphere They’d sent a rescue team, an army of defeatists But the loudest words were born out of fear And the bloodiest wars born out of fists! As panic and adrenalin rushed through his veins As the blood rushed out and left its stains As every memory drained out of his brain It still seemed death was uncertain

From our roots grow our memories As we gradually reach higher stories And elevate ourselves to new possibilities They will become available to you to the best of our abilities Two hundred years old Watered with animal blood Warming my roots as I grow and grow and grow old A native of nature But I have nothing to protect myself with Lonesome in the middle of a crater The forest that surrounded my leaves - - - Long gone in smoke, a land left shattered No one left to communicate with To warn of incoming danger And be on the lookout for intruding creatures - - - As I grow, I remember Once I was a dancer Once I was a dancer But now, I face the music stone dead Sway, I can only sway I can only sway My colors have turned all gray My prayers have all been left unsaid Sway, I can't ever run away I can only sway Sway, I can only sway I can no longer pray Two hundred leaves Leave me every day As I sway, as I sway I know the dead things Need not remain But I see them return, always Sometimes in different forms Sometimes through calm Sometimes through storms Isn't this how we once were born? Isn't this how we once were born? Two hundred bodies Resting right underneath me I protect and safeguard them For when the time comes at the end For them to re-emerge It's my duty to preserve It's now become my desert - - - And some of them came here So tired and ready to rest With one wish and one fear No matter what, they told me Don't let them resurrect! - - - As I grow, I remember Once I was a dancer Once I was a dancer But now, I face the music stone dead Sway, I can only sway I can only sway I can only sway to the changes underway Never understanding from where they lay Never understanding what they mean to say Two hundred leaves Leave me every day As I sway, as I sway I know the dead things Need not remain But I see them return, always Sometimes in different forms Sometimes through calm Sometimes through storms Isn't this how we once were born? Isn't this how we once were born? I reached out, I reached out But I was disappearing with the clouds That could never get their chance to rain I tried to speak more aloud But I couldn't step foot on a new terrain I reached out, I reached out For one last dance, for one last dance

The smoking floor is right above You’re welcome to enjoy doing what you love The only way to my heart is through my lungs The only way to my body, to my body is in I laid my own bones and realized I was finally home One of those nights I woke And saw my lives in a blaze of smoke Now I’m forever surrounded by a cloud How did such spirits ever get out? They caressed my soul and then withdrew Now I’m forever surrendering anew Smokeless, smokeless, smokeless fire Destroys and burns but does not linger You can only see the damage But not but not the pleasure Smokeless, smokeless, smokeless fire Worthless to get higher We found our home in the need and desire Our messiah, our messiah Ride the rush, ride the rush to my braincells Ride the buzz, the buzz to insane decibels Ride the rush, ride the rush to my braincells Find the touch, the touch to destroying oneself The only way to my heart is through my lungs The only way to my body, to my body is in I laid my own bones and realized I was finally home One of those nights I woke And saw my lives in a blaze of smoke It says nothing and no one really ever does leave the Earth Just not how our spirits are wired The answer to all those whispers you ever heard And all the screaming of a soulless liar Smokeless, smokeless, smokeless fire Destroys and burns but does not linger You can only see the damage But not but not the pleasure Smokeless, smokeless, smokeless fire Worthless to get higher We found our home in the need and desire Our messiah, our messiah Ride the rush, ride the rush to my braincells Ride the buzz, the buzz to insane decibels Ride the rush, ride the rush to my braincells Find the touch, the touch to destroying oneself It’s not the experience that I relish It’s the freedom that lays down the stitches It’s not the experience that I relish It’s the freedom that removes the itch

We seem to be experiencing some unforeseen difficulties We must demand you to be patient While we attempt to resolve them We apologize for any inconvenience We’re dying before your very eyes Our bodies doubled up in size Swollen by our unborn children Swallowed by our undone lungs We’re dying like so many others before It’s just part of our core We’ll try and live through the children we bore Our new vessels as they’re born Eat us, chew us, digest us! Feed on our blood Chew us to the bone! Our mind is being eaten alive Attacked by all parts As we enter the hive A buzzing was whispering right from the start Eat our meat, process our spirit! As we’re paid a lifetime long visit By a spirit we’ll never even get to meet A vessel for a spirit, a vessel for a spirit A vessel for a spirit The possessor of a destiny We’re now part of her entrails We always set out for this trail Closer than ever to her womb We’ve happily become her food If they ever find out what’s haunting us day and night Does that make who we are now a lie? Letting others make their own versions of us to live by Do we have to confess? Must we come out with an alibi? I’m at peace tonight I’ll be the king of the cemetery And all these ghosts so bored at night Will come to share their story Every time I get into a fit of anger It becomes harder to be fit to recover I never pretended I barely dressed up, I was always honest in my art I never had the phoniest of intentions When I went for your heart When I killed, it was from my own will I couldn’t better than fighting back Eat us, chew us, digest us! Feed on our blood Chew us to the bone! Our mind is being eaten alive Attacked by all parts As we enter the hive A buzzing was whispering right from the start Eat our meat, process our spirit! As we’re paid a lifetime long visit By a spirit we’ll never even get to meet A vessel for a spirit, a vessel for a spirit A vessel for a spirit The possessor of a destiny We’re now part of her entrails We always set out for this trail Closer than ever to her womb We’ve happily become her food Sorry I think I had that thought at the wrong beat I was actually just trying to think the opposite I’ll just work on my spirit In order to erase it But these intrusive spirits, they never quit, they never quit! - - - Nous sommes plusieurs à partager ce corps Mais les autres ne prendront plus jamais le contrôle Deux entités opposées qui ont élevé Un corps possédé mais à présent apaisé

We’re going up, up, up, we’re slowly continuing our ascent On this floor, a very very important meeting To decide of the outcome of an entire nation! They were silenced under a dictatorship Their freedom escaped from their grip They found their rights all but stripped With only one idol to worship The taste of blood on their lips The hands of God guiding them to sleep As they were blindfolded They had a final look at the light unfolding As their heart rate exploded They had a final taste of their veins pulsing Ready to accept defeat Powerless, all they can do is submit No more ways to build an opposite To this destiny-hijacking injustice Have some sympathy for murderers! Fetch some water for body burners Draw some blood for the body healers Hit your head hard for painkillers! Take off the bandage Now take advantage! Take off the bandage Now take advantage! Of my power shortage Your only advantage Take off the bandage Now take advantage! They pick up their gods from the gutter Down which they threw up their guts Nearly choked on the prayers they uttered Every last crumb came gushing out Empty stomach craving for anything to fill it back As they were blindfolded They had a final look at lives unfolding As their eyelids exploded They had a final taste of their blood coursing Through the faithless streets Now at the hands of a power they can never beat No more prayers for gods of mercy to meet Another ideology has taken over the city! Have some sympathy for murderers! Fetch some water for body burners Draw some blood for the body healers Hit your head hard for painkillers! Take off the bandage Now take advantage! Take off the bandage Now take advantage! Of my power shortage Your only advantage Take off the bandage Now take advantage! They knew their value and worth Would not meet dignity at their hands Yet they never forgot the humanity they bore They never forgot that life ends in sacrifice And although they worked hard to overwrite them They never did ignore the signs They had to make room for them in their thoughts Although the only outcome meant They still fought and fought and fought

When the lift doors open on the next floor Be prepared for fresh air You’ll ascend to real freedom Even if you take the stairs Even as I sleep, I keep a tight grip on my firearm Even as I kill, I keep my prey’s heartbeats on a tight leash I know of all the stories about that farm I make sure to avoid walking across from it When I have to venture out for the hunt Whenever I have to step out into the sun Wherever up on the hill I have to run I keep away from the groans and the grunts That farm won’t invade my belly And then they say, the farm, which farm? It’s been empty for the last decade’s better part Why are you still tearing innocents apart? I say, there are no innocents If you break through the fence You must deal with the consequence No one escapes my land No women and no men! I keep my prey’s heartbeats on a tight leash As I take and carry them towards the pit Once the stroll is over I throw them down deep, deep, deep Making sure they land on their heads, not their feet I’m their maker, their breaker, I bring them to sleep I protect them from being otherwise corrupted Even as I take a pause, I’ve had to learn to switch From my smoking hand to my left hand Even as I gather an intruder from the bottom of a ditch I still do bother, to try and make them understand I don’t take pleasure from my killing hand My lack of humanity with them is as God intends The real evil is on the other side of the fence It gets under your skin And turns you into a purveyor of sin And then they say, the farm, which farm? It’s been empty for the last decade’s better part Why are you still tearing innocents apart? I say, there are no innocents If you break through the fence You must deal with the consequence No one escapes my land No women and no men! I keep my prey’s heartbeats on a tight leash As I take and carry them towards the pit Once the stroll is over I throw them down deep, deep, deep Making sure they land on their heads, not their feet I’m their maker, their breaker, I bring them to sleep I protect them from being otherwise corrupted Don’t bury them just yet I’m not finished with them!

On there is a floor where the only people alive are in white The others can no longer possibly be right, cold as ice They ought to be in the basement as they used to. We’re inside creatures, we love to lie under a roof We prefer to stand between four walls We favor artificial lights over the sun And daytime all night under the moon We can see right through our souls When reflected through a mirror But if you squint and see the real truth You’ll faint, pass out and fall Right into God’s consciousness That’s called going to bed! We’re home to the inside creatures Which, when we want to break out And scream, make their whispers heard The stronger, stronger do you turn out The less do you, do you resist their orders We’re inside creatures We love to lie way, way deep under We crave to be surrounded by wood We favor blackness darker than earth And lose the concept of bad vs. good We’re dependent creatures We love habits that prey on us We adore needing something we can actually have Even when there’s a downside, a large price And the things we love more than that Is needing what we can’t buy And what we can’t find, not in this lifetime For the void inside to be properly fed We’re home to the inside creatures Which, when we want to break out And scream, make their whispers heard The stronger, stronger do you turn out The less do you, do you resist their orders We’re fooling outside creatures Thinking we have it so much better When finding our flesh devoured Would be a pain much quicker and softer Than what goes on deep inside the border We determine world peace From the inside of an office We determine our after lives Thinking it’s such a big deal to die We’re fragile creatures We can only crave being watered Shivering into the winds We become part of what our home offers We ignore so much of our interior Unaware of its parts that shatter At long last we are seen That’s called becoming dead!

All praying must take place on the upcoming top floor Nowhere else in this city seems to be sacred anymore The gods in human forms Hiding in plain sight, riding in plain clothes The gods in human forms Dying in plain sight, lying under doors closed Between viscous matter forms fertile nature In thus creating out of love Nothing inherently impure A stream of life, a dimension of sound and smell The ephemeral appropriating the eternal Is it up to other people to save you? Is it up to other people to salvage your youth? Is it up to yourself to ruin your good mood? Whose choice will it be to leave the forthcoming roof? Beware of the temptations towards the end of the journey! Thank you for trusting us! Be sure to come back to us! The people who don’t want to change the world Are amongst some of the most dangerous Recognize your gods And analyze the messages they send for you to decode Ils effleurent les dieux et pleurent leurs yeux Ils effleurent les dieux et pleuvent les larmes des cieux Ils se détournent de leurs sauveurs Et retournent vers un impossible bonheur

Now that you’ve taken the lift from the basement to the top of the building Be sure to be with us the whole way and don’t be too greedy! Beware of the temptations towards the end of the journey! No matter what, don't stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don't stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don't stop on the thirty-third floor! If you press open and step onto the thirty-third floor You'll be violating a home You'll be violating a family Jeopardize their privacy Corrupt the peace they've built You'll be an enemy on sacred territory - - - Don’t, don’t, don’t knock on that door! Don’t, don’t, don’t knock on that door! What happened on the 33rd floor Is not up to ever be discovered The last known address of a cherished corpse Whose last wishes was never to let his brothers Come back up, come back home And see what happened while they were gone There’s some strange activity going on behind that door There’s some strange, strange activity going on on the 33rd floor - - - And when you arrive by that door No matter what you don’t knock! This door must always remain locked This door must always remain locked! And when you arrive by that floor No matter what you don’t stop! This floor must always remain locked This floor must always remain locked! - - - No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor! If you press open and step onto the thirty-third floor You'll be overhearing unshared secrets You'll be disturbing their rest You'll be displaying uncaring disrespect With every one of your unaware footsteps You'll be tempting it into ascending - - - Don’t, don’t, don’t knock on that door! Don’t, don’t, don’t knock on that door! Life may have begun on the 33rd floor But what became of it Must never be let out, must never escape its core On this clustered floor Is life as it will eventually be known As one must come to discover The scariest concept is what kind of worse - Harm can be done When death is no longer an option? There’s some strange activity going on behind that door There’s some strange, strange activity going on on the 33rd floor - - - And when you arrive by that door No matter what you don’t knock! This door must always remain locked This door must always remain locked! And when you arrive by that floor No matter what you don’t stop! This floor must always remain locked This floor must always remain locked! - - - No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor No matter what, don’t stop on the thirty-third floor! Giving life on the 33rd floor Is akin to mastering a discipline Become in themselves their own art form There, the womb is not even the birth scene It's all in the heart, in the soul, in the words That part from our mouth into the world Giving birth to whole other planets! It's all in the heart, in the soul, in the words That part from our mouth into the world Giving birth to whole other planets! Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out…