Hyperfantasia Lyrics - The Abyss Looks Back at You

Hyperfantasia - The Abyss Looks Back at You

Early morning, cold coffee
A criss-cross of broken light
The smell of factories, taste of cigarettes
The dust of disappointment in your lungs

He wore the clothes prepared for him
Suffocated by lotto cards and football scores
The sound of dogs barking on the turbulent wind
Echoes from the void
The space between two worlds

From the scrapheaps outside the grey towns
The silence from the vacant shops
From the stacked up prisons of hollowed out glass
These aching machines lean on
Kiosks by the roadside leading to the grey
Like pictures on dead postcards with memories erased

Breathing in the cracked air
Naked under the electric lights
The lines that imprison you
The emptiness absorbs you
The abyss looks back at you
The abyss looks on

From the crowds of unemployment left standing in the rain
Engineers, doctors and lawyers who'll never work again
From the traffic jams and crowded trains, the smoke and acid rain
The mirages of affluence you struggle to attain

From the vitamin supplements and protein shakes
The alcohol, cigarettes and artificial opiates
Films and music that have nothing to say
The flowers on the pavement, the weirdos on the train
From the doomsday clock and the iron heel
The slogans on the toilet wall
The mountains of plastic, and the protest arrests

From the steel and glass graffiti, the cold suburban grey
This crowded isolation, the debts that make us slaves
The stock exchange and interest rates
The gross domestic planet rape
The hounds of exploitation and their narcissistic poison

The love you bleed, the pain you cry
The cold fire burning in your eyes
The will to rage while it's your time
The fire to blaze before you die
Rage before you die
Blaze before you die

In this eternal winter
In the delirium of hope
I took her to the graveyard
To make angels, angels in the snow

Written by:
Timothy Rowe

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