Text: Kode9 & The Spaceape. Glass.

lately there's been a serious rise in the pressure
a tension so visceral we have to take serious measures
listen all the voices speak of merciless things
twisting up the secrets that tomorrow will bring

true science the final alliance
to endure reality
creating blinding lights of fiction
as our only clarity

marked by the memories of a future past
it's the beginning, not the end
that we have to reach last

it's a dangerous thing to flex with forces untamed
like trying to capture matter for political gain
to plan an escape
relate and penetrate
truly abstract secrets lying in wait

strange as it may seem
the secrets never come clean
the levels are complex
the facts more extreme

dream lines multiply to an infinite point
twisting like a narrative trying to fix a point

you are me me and we
feel the same under duress
take a glance over your shoulder boy
you might see what's coming next

the need for true science
is a necessary mask
securing fear of futurity
to the absolute last

strange as it may seem
the secretes never come clean
the levels are complex
the facts more extreme

lately there's been a serious rise in the pressure
a tension so visceral we have to take serious measures
listen all the voices speak of merciless things
twisting up the secrets that tomorrow will bring

true science the final alliance
to endure reality
creating blinding lights of fiction
as our only clarity

marked by the memories
of a future past
it's the beginning not the end
that we have to reach last