These mountains that have always been
Are vibrating and the air is filled with the sounds of machines
The stars will never shine bright
The stars will never shine bright
The stars will never shine bright with a glow
With a glow of a city nearby
Nothing is intact, everything is broken, taken or claimed
Nothing is intact everything is broken, taken or claimed
Pre-designed paths, artificial living
All is made of plastic in a blurred reality
Pre-designed paths, artificial living
All is made of plastic in a blurred rеalty
This death is called civilization
It’s genocidе and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
This death is called civilization
It’s genocide and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
Nothing is as real as the seasons that will change
But we surround ourselves with the things that machines made
We’re disconnected from a world we should trust
But what does it take to get really lost
What does it take to get really lost
What does it take to get really lost
This death is called civilization
It’s genocide and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
This death is called civilization
It’s genocide and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
These mountains that have always been
Are vibrating and the air is filled with the sounds of machines
These mountains that have always been (The stars will never shine bright)
Are vibrating and the air is filled with the sounds of machines (The stars will never shine bright)
The stars will never shine bright with a glow
With a glow of a city nearby
These mountains that have always been (The stars will never shine bright)
Are vibrating and the air is filled with the sounds of machines (The stars will never shine bright)
The stars will never shine bright with a glow (filled with the sounds of machines)
With a glow of a city nearby (filled with the sounds of machines)
Filled with the sounds of machines
Filled with the sounds of machines
Filled with the sounds of machines
Filled with the sounds of machines
This death is called civilization
It’s genocide and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
This death is called civilization
It’s genocide and extermination
This wilderness is domesticated
This wilderness is domesticated
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