Kantahanan

New Skin - Incubus

At first i see an open wound
Infected and disastrous
It breathes chaotic catastrophe
It cries to be renewed please renew me!
It's tears are the color of anger
They dry to form a scab
To the touch its stiff and resilient
Underneath the new skin breathes

It's all been saved
With exception for the right parts
When will we be new skin?

As outwardly clich as it may seem yes
Something under the surface says "c'est la vie"
It is a circle there is a plan dead skin
Will atrophy itself to start again
Look closely at the open wound
See past what covers the surface
Underneath chaotic catastrophe
Creation takes stage

Dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
Dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
Dead skin will atrophy itself to start again

It's all been saved
With exception for the right parts
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen
With exception for what could be
When will we be new skin?

(until the 20th century reality was everything humans could touch smell see and hear. since the initial publication of the charted electromagnetic spectrum humans have learned that what they can touch smell see and hear is less than one millionth of reality.)

Fallacious cognitions
Spewed from televisions
Do mold our decisions
So stop and take a look
And you'll see what i see now
Aaaaahhh!

It's all been saved
With exception for the right parts
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen
With exception for what could be
When will we be new skin?
Skin

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