[ar:Bryan Adams]
[ti:Electric Red]
[al:Obzen]

[04:59.85][00:00.74]Meshuggah - Electric Red
[05:06.90][00:07.42] 
[00:26.60]
[00:26.81]Humanity peeled from our bones
[00:30.86]Deprived of integuments that make us real.
[00:35.68]Shadows of flesh to maintain the system
[00:40.22]Our own blood splashes as we kneel.
[00:44.77]
[00:52.38]So meticulously machined
[00:57.07]Into these obedient devices
[01:00.77]- Puppets, finetuned submissive drones
[01:06.16]Replicas of each other, clones
[01:12.16]
[01:44.90]We're dormant accumulations of flesh
[01:50.12]In a crimson filtered twilight
[01:54.64]Mute witnesses to the game
[01:58.41]Wrenches to keep the bolts of lies tight
[02:03.00]
[02:03.45]We're the fabric concealing the stains,
[02:07.71]The red tainted existence
[02:12.30]The gullibles to bless your sins away
[02:16.43]Rags to wipe your blooded trails
[02:21.33]
[03:30.13]We give in to the atrophy,
[03:34.89]To the twining of self-thought knowledge
[03:39.53]The purpose of the human mind reviled
[03:44.18]Everlasting ignorance realized
[03:48.21]The scarlet flood inundates our powerless thoughts
[03:56.89]Defenseless minds with lies overfed
[04:05.37]
[04:39.95]Every thought stained, defiled
[04:48.65]- Painted the color, the shade of electric red
[04:58.96]