As the Sirens Call

The Dali Thundering Concept

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    No flapping wings, no roaring engine
    No cluck, no crow no crawling human
    No beating heart, no squeaking cart
    No truck, no boat, no bloating presence
    Only silence, only the ocean's breath
    I feel a light breeze in this warm nest
    Slowing rocking me to sleep, I feel at peace

    Dead corrals and scrap metal pave this domain
    Expandable, disposable, we play with the waves
    Not even man can, not even man can reach us
    Above us shadows brawl
    Fellow drifters come join the parade
    Waltz, play, we’ve conquered this place
    Not even man can, not even man can

    I see a face
    Muffled screams, frantic limbs, hands clawing for the shore
    Who are these strange beings wearing human skin
    Are these the faces of mighty men?
    Bathing creeps, abandoned by machines
    Struggling as the sirens call
    Not so mighty after all, man tripped off the pedestal

    I see a face
    Muffled screams, frantic limbs
    Man is falling, calling for the lord
    Their God stays deaf for death
    Can’t hear the lost souls of mighty men
    Chasing dreams, abandoned by mankind
    Struggling as the sirens call
    Looking for a place in this world
    They die under the eyes of the citadel

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    Silence falls, they float with us
    Just as weak, helpless, expandable

    We're under attack
    Snakes, dragons, whales, titans
    We're under attack
    They've released the fucking kraken

    They've busted the brazen gates, hunting us down
    Chewing their way through flesh and plastic
    The ocean dyes red through this fucked up mythosis
    Floating between scylla and charybdis, feeling safe
    We fled the city to be butchered in the bay

    Hey motherfucker, do I look like I'm a fucking shrimp?
    Comrads rivin in agony, flailing, wailing down at me
    Shrieking my name for the last fucking time
    Gasping out their lives as the beast dives
    Deep down in the abyss
    I hear them screaming, lost in that mortal struggle

    Muffled screams, frantic limbs, hands clawing for the shore
    What are these strange things shredded in the sea
    Are we just remains of mighty brands?
    Bathing creeps, orphans of humanity
    Struggling as the sirens call
    Not so mighty after all, I’ve tripped off the pedestal
    Is this my fate?

    Muffled screams, frantic limbs, hands clawing for the shore
    Their God stays deaf for death
    Can’t hear the lost souls of mighty men
    Chasing dreams, abandoned by mankind
    Struggling as the sirens call
    Looking for a place in this world, they die under the eyes of the citadel

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    Composition: Sylvain Connier, Léo Natale, Steve Treguier, and Martin Gronnier

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