Texty: In Flames. Colony. Colony.

It's your world, the day is a threat
In my world, there is an absence of light
Genetic superior cell
Controlled by the fathomless and unbearable

A radical new form
Of plastic and rage
Biologically optimized
But with a strangling pulse

And your world, do you find me worthy?
In my world, I parachute my life
A virtual drugstore
Populated by the fathomless and unbearable

Machine, meat and blood
In an intimate relationship
The new, superior
More effective than all the preceding

When we can no longer cry
Reality is torn
Then it's easy to forget
That the responsibility lies on us all

When we can no longer cry
Reality is torn
Then it's easy to forget
That the responsibility lies on us all

I reach your world, the night is no threat at all
Darkness transforms to a vision of hell
Populated by the fathomless, unbearable