I'm sketching on your word
Tapped into new creations and
I'm taking all the turns
Give into new sensations, yeah
You're catching on the urge
Don't do what they will tell you
You're reeling on the purge
Fresh hells where you can come through
Arcane in the wake
Soft sounds, don't they dull you?
Crude thing on my wing
Lead lines leading back to you
They're getting on my nerves
Slipped on the bad impression
They're breeding all the germs
To catch the full infection, yeah
Arcane in the wake
Soft sounds, don't they dull you?
Crude thing on my wing
Lead lines, they will cut you out
Arcane in the wake
Soft sounds, don't they dull you?
Crude thing on my wing
Lead lines leading back to
All the lines can be erased
Past time to kill the god in phase
When all the lines can be erased
Plot lines fulfilled
Third act
In place
Oh, all the lines can be erased
Past time to kill the god in phase
When all the lines can be erased
Plot lines fulfilled
Third act
In place