Текст песни Chaostar - An Electric Storm Of Thoughts
The facial muscles of the bracelet's owner are asymmetrically scretched
His mouth is closed, compressed from the weight of anxiety
As for his black optic sensors, they are casting sparks
In the dim luminosity of the room
An electric storm of thoughts is raging inside them
For a long moment, his contact with the external environment is broken
The kind face of his procreator managed to sneak
Through the unguarded gates
Of his mind, gradually changing, turning into
A frozen mask of illness and horror. She is not alone
She
Has brought along a company of loathsome statues and deformities!
Moments of agony pass before he manages to escape
The grasp of the nightmare
Fortunately, there are more comfortable memories to hold
His first meeting with Gaia for example...
