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At The Drive-In

Proxima Centauri

 

Proxima Centauri

(album: Vaya - 1999)


T-minus ten seconds and counting
Ten seconds to go

Metronome charisma keeping time in sling-shot tempo

Utopia; the landfill crawls
Omens that back the truth, omens that back the truth
Erase the veins of this dateline
As it tells the story of this
Roman fracture
Space-time cliche

I can't believe
The feeble recipe
Civilisation tastes so good
Nero has conquered the start
No one ever saw the spacesuit togas
A wreath around the head
Like Saturn's rings

Stole your recipe
The ghostship cemetery
We won't lie

T-minus ten seconds and counting
Ten seconds to go...

Utopia; the landfill crawls
Omens that back the truth, omens that back the truth
Erase the veins of this dateline
As it tells the story of this
Roman fracture
Space-time cliche

I can't believe
E-tu Brute unfolding
Under the breath
Under the fall
Caligula time warp
Decadence in fleets came rain storming
Under threats of gluttony and lies

Stole your recipe
The ghostship cemetery
We won't lie

done

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