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Signal To Noise
From my armchair I look into the future, see the darkness rising
a tidal wave that takes my thoughts and flood them into the past
on to the shore of puzzled memories, torn and forgotten
now forming just the silhouettes of a pale story I once heard.
A tale about 999's last days in december
when the people of Rome all gathered in the dark and cold
to watch a great clock's hands ending the dial's top
thousands of eyes hypnoticed by the midnight strikes.
But suddenly it stopped right inbetween - and all was silent
some people died in hopeless fear, was this the end of time
as silence burst out into madness, screams and tears
will the Four Horsemen be our fate, or panic rip out minds?
Silently the clock went on, a new millenium born
and silently the night now shows me it's oh so absolute form
but soon comes down scratching the monolith black
as slowly spreads the story's meaning in me as a zodiac sign did.
Sure I will die within few months and with me all I swallowed
yet unlike thousand years ago time will not stop - I will be followed
and though I wish I do not have to go - I'll give you me and my world
to be alive with you as long as you are.It's worth signal to noise.
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to be alive with you as long as you are.It's worth signal to noise.
and though I wish I do not have to go - I'll give you me and my world
yet unlike thousand years ago time will not stop - I will be followed
Sure I will die within few months and with me all I swallowed
as slowly spreads the story's meaning in me as a zodiac sign did.
but soon comes down scratching the monolith black
and silently the night now shows me it's oh so absolute form
Silently the clock went on, a new millenium born
will the Four Horsemen be our fate, or panic rip out minds?
as silence burst out into madness, screams and tears
some people died in hopeless fear, was this the end of time
But suddenly it stopped right inbetween - and all was silent
thousands of eyes hypnoticed by the midnight strikes.
to watch a great clock's hands ending the dial's top
when the people of Rome all gathered in the dark and cold
A tale about 999's last days in december
now forming just the silhouettes of a pale story I once heard.
on to the shore of puzzled memories, torn and forgotten
a tidal wave that takes my thoughts and flood them into the past
From my armchair I look into the future, see the darkness rising
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| iSgnal oT oNise |
| zignal fo moise |
| zSignal fTo mNoise |
| Szignal Tfo Nmoise |
| wignal 5o hoise |
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| Swignal T5o Nhoise |
| dignal ho joise |
| dSignal hTo jNoise |
| Sdignal Tho Njoise |
| eignal yo boise |
| eSignal yTo bNoise |
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| Seignal Tyo Nboise |
| xignal 6o Nooise |
| xSignal 6To Nise |
| Sxignal T6o Niose |
| aignal go Nkise |
| aSignal gTo Nkoise |
| Saignal Tgo Nokise |
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| Siignal ro N9ise |
| Sgnal rTo N9oise |
| Sginal Tro No9ise |
| Sjgnal Too N0ise |
| Sjignal T N0oise |
| Sijgnal To No0ise |
| S9gnal Tk Nlise |
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| Si9gnal Tok Nolise |
| Slgnal T9 Niise |
| Slignal T9o Nioise |
| Silgnal To9 Noiise |
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| Skgnal Tl Nojse |
| Skignal Tlo Nojise |
| Sikgnal Tol Noijse |
| S8gnal Ti No9se |
| S8ignal Tio |
| Si8gnal Toi Noi9se |
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| Suignal |
| Siugnal Noilse |
| Siggnal Noose |
| Sinal |
| Singal Noiose |
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| Sighnal Noikse |
| Siynal No8se |
| Siygnal No8ise |
| Sigynal Noi8se |
| Sibnal Nouse |
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