Icon Of Coil - Activate lyrics

mutilated images

it feels the same look the some

pointing at you again

can't help myself asking you how?

where is our path?

it's not phase, it will come back again, as soon as you forget,

what is your excuse?

the mind is a lack of existence

in time we'll heal all open wounds

still we'll remain the puppeteers

open up the doors, lock them up behind us

blended by the winter-light as the worlds collide

we'll feed the storm again, beauty stole my sight

we'll fell into the same, cycling game again

it's not a phase, bring this world to an end, it's not a phase

as the fracture strife your eye, we enjoy our masquerade

through the days of convicted grief, the action slowly fades,

as the countdown reach the end and shimmering lights starts to burn,

we still remain the puppeteers, it's too late to make a turn

we'll feed the storm again, beauty stole my sight

we'll fell into the same, cycling game again

it's not a phase, bring this world to an end, it's not a phase