Subtle Way (The)

The Perfect Lens
Our optics failed us once again In hopes to find the perfect lens Our signals read not what we meant Our crosshairs tangled like a web (And) We wont reach our aims (If) Our scars lose their shape (And) Our hearts will not break If they're lit ablaze Set the charge To take a stand against the floor I drank the static from the core We'll find ourselves within the womb Both untouched and unprepared to bloom We're more than The waisted Vibrations that we comprise Our eyes once Existed When they were open I miscalculated the erasures in the snow For my equations never had lines to show SongtexteBut once the quadrants cancelled, (And) No station felt remote The solar panels told me, Revenge is best served cold We set the charges We filled the margins We lit the fuses We killed the tension Our hearts are barricaded With walls of steel So we drank the liquid glass and Our lungs are sealed Aus Songtexte Mania