SYNLAKROSS LYRICS

1. On The Bridge TV

I will find you on the bridge TV

It was the last night, I was watching TV.
Passed the midnight everything are commercials.
Behind some pictures, I saw your face.
You are so pretty, you are so close.

And now I try to find how I can buy you,
How can I take you out of my mind?
And now I try to finance this romance
with a few of dollars or credit card.

Ou! What's up? Where is my doll?
She is lost between a million of channels.

Ou! Here’s my baby, I need she...
All my life is yours.
You are so pretty, you are so close.
All my life is yours.

I want you, you'll be my slave.
I will be the god of your microchips.
I want be your slave.

Hundred million of TV Share.
Too much love within capital.
Everybody can buy some love,
anybody Knows how it's really feels...

2. When Your Shadow...

Flash, flash, flash, Kaboom!

When your shadow turned off all the lights?
Maybe it’s a reflexion of a hollow life.
Come on! Let me introduce you the alternating current.

When your shadow grows up inside your mind,
Dangerous monsters make me be scared.
Electromagnetic waves dance with us.

We are energy. Never mind who really think you are.
We are energy.

When your shadow whispers, death is near.
The blackout breaks up your transmission gear.
Flow of electric particles. We are...

When your shadow grow up inside your mind.

3. System Requirements

The system eye watches everyday,
controlling every movement,
can smell our fear, hears our suffering,
It touches us with iron fingers
and eats us when we are a bother.
It spares our life if we don’t think by ourselves.

Alone, death always walks alone.
I always walk alone.

Every night scans our brains, looking for traitors,
crushed the rebellion, killing the insurgents.
A quiet place for the powerful.

Tearing with dark tranquillity.
The system requires our souls.
They threw us to garbage, they would recycle us.

Through the limbo, until here we came.
Come with us to hell...

4. Paper In A History

I was born like everybody,
Human as my parents.
I cut the ugliest parts of my anatomy.
The scalpel molded my face,
a body wrapped tightly in bandages,
worm becomes butterfly

Like Dorian Gray (with his portrait)
Flying away like paper in history
Oh! Me without age. Oh! Me without age.

I become addicted to improvements.
I redesigned myself with bioengineering
and invasive robotic surgery.
The scalpel molded my face,
a body wrapped tightly in bandages,
worm becomes butterfly

I am a mecha, eternal live.
Everything dies while I’m still alive.

Au! I’m perfect! Put the screws on me!

5. Altered Space

I left myself fall on the floor,
when I felt a bullet that passed through my leg.
The white ground as marble fills with blood.
While everything turns around me, turns around me.

Like dust its puts the fear in my eyes.
Air that it’s drowns with me in my chest.
I hear their footsteps coming fast towards me.
I creep across the floor, while the agony takes pity on me.

Meltdown; altered space on which I am.
Meltdown; altered space on which I am.

His teeth are swords that cut my life.
My hands are shaking while I charge the gun.
Revenge for the Fallen, Death for The Plague.

Blood on the walls, blood on the floor.
Blood makes a river that runs through the halls, through the halls.
Here they are, here I go.

Here comes our end. And here I go.
Goodnight Sci-fi star.

6. Mechanavigation

We are the filth that blows our senses.
We are looking for a place for do in it as they did on earth.

Floating, recently awake.
Lost the gravity, feel the zero space.
The warmness of sunshine, caress my skin.
There aren't yesterday in the memory of the space.

We are the kings made of ice.
We are looking for a place...

Floating in this room, memory remains me.
We lost our homes, we burned our place.

The warmness of sunshine, caress my skin.
There aren't yesterday in the memory of the space.

We are the kings made of ice.
We are looking for a place...

7. Beauty From The Deep

Wake up confused, everything is blurred.
I’m like a prisoner suspended by chains.
Only left my head and my chest.
They weld the cables and mechanical organs
of a body that are lubricated by a thin layer of grease.
My new metal body has new legs, new arms.

Steel skin covering a transhuman heart.
Shoot of adrenaline, charge battery.
I feel the power running through my body.

I’m a machine; I hardly have something organic.
The worker never matter in the scraps iron town.
I’m a machine; I hardly have something organic,
but I feel the beauty from the deep.

We are legions, mechanical legions.
Ready to fight in this automatic world.
Silicon grease for vacuum valves.
Resistant to water as well.
Ordinary deposits of dirt and grease
can be removed with detergent and water,
but the sins of the soul never disappear.

It’s so cold in this room!
A voice whispers my death.
This is the end if I don’t agree to be a pawn!
But they will give me a new body,
a second chance to find you, and I will find you.
I will find you!

8. Supernatural Killer Cyborg

Offline inside my capsule
Epinephrine river runs through my veins.
I open my eyes violently.
Red light flashes on my eye.

I blink twice to start the download
A face appears inside my mind.
The agency prepares the preys
and today I’m the hunter.

Kill, kill, made for murder
Kill, kill, life unleashed, made for sin.

A dry take on life
Black polymer covers my synthetic skin.
I enter into a building as a honeycomb,

They always scream when they see me.
They always cry when they see me.
When they sleep all is easy... all is easy.







SYNLAKROSS LYRICS