Iptolemy from Ilyushin by Hyosis
Veil Icy Oaths
Tracklist
| 7. | Iptolemy | 15:31 |
Lyrics
Layer 2 endeavours
Splitting sky by number
Doing God's own work
By hand of machine
A touch and go landing
With no grounding
Shooting up in the mesosphere
With mindless heads in the clouds
As the technology wanes
And the end slowly appears
The machines face their fears
The humans feeling pains
Layers peeling
Unwinding like a spring of gold
Each idea, a bolt undone by time
With technology
His creation won in the end
Credits
License
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"If we are unable to unify the past, present, and future of the sentence, then we are similarly unable to unify the past, present, and future of our own biographical experience of life. By molding the past into visual mirages or stereotypes, we effectively abolish any practical sense of the future and of the collective project, thereby leaving the thinking of future change to sheer cataclysm."