Worlds Within The Margin lyrics

Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street,

next to polls of monotonous water. He walks. Slipping feet from

steps at random. He falls.

In the space between his body and the ground

comets cast off their names, stellar neurones misfire.

Witnesses x13

inhale the seed

and spit out a million branches

Buds abloom in all directions,

from which events occur

relations and virused meetings

catch fire and explode

In the margin of butterfly wings

entire cycles of evolution

outplayed and faded,

sparked and leaned back into

vacuum-filled nirvana.

Between the two of my eyes

feverish fractals soar,

dance like they were on drugs

peyote labyrinths, re-mapped exits

A hasty blink

and a million life-to-comes

will never be the same

as they never were.

In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe

With the first movement in the organic soap

came a bouquet of alternative answers

all different, multiplied and re-divided

Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite,

written between the legs on the Meganeura

suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen

marked their way through time.

• Artist:In Flames
• Album:Whoracle