New karmic rhythm

Two drops of absinthe on a white wrist,
We are tearing apart this counterfeit bliss.
Look at the clock — there are no hands left there,
We stepped out of the shadows, falling into the glare.


A whisper in the coat pocket, tickets for a flight to nowhere,
Blind mirrors on the wall measure someone else's years in the air.
We stepped outside the brackets of the system, where everyone is in debt,
And catch with our lips a salty, clear, and wild spring we just met.
You smoke, staring at the ceiling, the smoke forming a spiral cast,
We threw away the old maps, we no longer pity the past.

Oh, listen to the ancient chains ring,
How the stars throw this gaze at everything...

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This is the new karmic rhythm!
It beats under the skin, it burns right through us!
A sacred motif and a cold chord,
We bravely step aboard the phantom board.
Your new karmic rhythm!

The velvet of cold skies hides the traces of our soles.
You look into the eyes of my fears, and a shiver takes its toll.
The guitar whines in the dark, like an abandoned angel in the night.
We know the universe's riddle. Now just smile and keep quiet.
Random shadows on the windows play an invisible jazz,
No one in this vast world will ever reach out to us.


Oh, listen to the ancient chains ring,
How the stars throw this gaze at everything...

Припев
This is the new karmic rhythm!
It beats under the skin, it burns right through us!
A sacred motif and a cold chord,
We bravely step aboard the phantom board.
Your new karmic rhythm!


Redemption is simply our beat!
When your heart in your chest doesn't sleep!
Throw off the masks, dance on the crystal edge,
I give eternity to you today as a pledge!



Припев
This is the new karmic rhythm!
It beats under the skin, it burns right through us!
A sacred motif and a cold chord,
We bravely step aboard the phantom board.
Your new karmic rhythm!