Worlds Within the Margin

Worlds Within the Margin - In Flames (烈焰乐队)

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