Worlds Within The Margin
Worlds Within The Margin -In Flames （焰樂隊）
Raindrop hits the leaf
Changing its position slightly on the street
Next to polls of monotonous waters
He walks
Slipping feet from steps at random
He falls
In the space
Between his body and the ground
Comets cast off their names
Stellar neurons misfire
Witnesses
Inhale the seed
And spit out a million branches
Buds abloom in all directions
From which events occur
Relations and virused meetings
Catch fire and explode
In the margin of butterfly wings
Entire cycles of evolution
Outplayed and faded
Sparked away back into
Vacuum-filled nirvana
Between the two of my eyes
Feverish fractal sores
Dance like they were on drugs
Peyote labyrinth remapped exits
A hasty blink
And a million lives to come
Will never be the same
As they never were
In the kinetic energy of a moving fist
Lies the birth machine of a parallel universe
With the first movement in organic soup
Came a bouquet of alternative answers
All different multiplied and redivided
Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite
Written between the legs on the Meganeura
Suburban city maps and dormant dictator seamen
Mark their way through time
In the kinetic energy of a moving fist
Lies the birth machine of a parallel universe
In the kinetic energy of a moving fist
Lies the birth machine of a parallel universe