The Weightless-Sort Sol

The Weightless - Sort Sol Written by：Lars Top Galia/Steen Jorgensen A micro scanner kissed me The wing jump sixteen years On the corner of you began velleys We seem to disappear Up in the twing of the road in Everything is on fire We took out the seeds We made our best Then we roled up hills Psychotronic sicknotes bit me Interpollated by boom You've been dyin' will share a conquer Let we read up here Her beauty are eternsly great and Eyes are the back of all hears Trans humanism down in You may find us all And find us all all all all all all As in the sweet thee came in noise I told you in hocks sit novinces Creatures it came while creatures became As the wage came rustling in Tell me do you like what you see And what gloriform Universe The hour we do and the hour we play If I ask with good begining of you Our future are intransly greater He got eyes on the back of the hills Trans humanism down in You may find us all Tell me do you like what you see And what the gloriform Universe We ought what we do and we ought what we think Be at last real beginning of you Tell me do you like what you see And what the gloriform Universe We ought what we do and we ought what we think Be atlast the last real beginning of You You You