Worlds Within the Margin

By In Flames

On Whoracle

Released on November 18, 1997

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[Intro]

Raindrop hits the leaf

Changing its position slightly on the street

Next to pools of monotonous water

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


[Verse 1]

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 and leaned back into

Vacuum-filled Nirvana!


[Verse 2]

Between the two of my eyes

Feverish fractals soar

Dance like were they on drugs

Peyote labyrinths re-mapped exit!

A hasty blink

And a million lives-to-come

Will never be the same

As they never were!


[Chorus]

In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe


[Bridge]

With the first movement in the organic soup

Came a bouquet of alternative answers

All different multiplied and re-divided


[Verse 3]

Coded in the spinal cord of trilobites

Written between the legs on the Meganeura

Suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen

Marke their way through time!


[Chorus]

In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe

In the kinetic energy of a moving fist

Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe