Testo Ambrosia - Enjambre

Ambrosia

Look at me bleed
Filled up with dreams
It’s a self inflicted gangrene
Torn into bits
Losing my wits
It’s a self infected disease
So it seems
I might believe
I rather sleep
Than to look around and see
All of the grief
That made us creeps
I’ll sink my head now in a machine
A surrogate body I’ll get
I’ll be bionic then I’ll forget
Ambrosia
Take both of my hands
Synchronize my motions
I’ll fit your demands
Never the less
I’m still depressed
And by all of this so obsessed
I am a fool
I am just fuel
I am an apparatus' tool
A surrogate body I’ll get
I’ll be bionic then I’ll forget
Ambrosia
Take both of my hands
Synchronize my motions
I’ll fit your demands
Make me feel
Commotion
Hypnotizing trance
I live in ambrosia
Ambrosia commands
Ambrosia commands
Ambrosia
Take both of my hands
Synchronize my motions
I’ll fit your demands
Make me feel
Commotion
Hypnotizing trance
I live in ambrosia
Ambrosia commands
Ambrosia
Take both of my hands
Synchronize my motions
I’ll fit your demands
Live in Ambrosia
Ambrosia
Ambrosia
Ambrosia
Ambrosia