Imaginary Walks - Plastique Noir

Among the multiplicity

Tangled images of imagination

Finding shady singularities

In some victories and many deceptions

Life is really a strange thing

And the world turns round and round and round

Chasing so many becomings

Nothing is what it seems

As we walk on this hollow ground

Trying to find what is real

We are knocking down

Imaginary, imaginary walls

It’s a course and a curse

A vicious circle that we’re in the middle

It’s a forced schizofrenia We don’t have any territory

Evil roots trying to capture us

Tracing lines of flight

As we walk, as we walk

As we walk on this hollow ground

Trying to find what is real

We are knocking down

Imaginary, Imaginary, imaginary!

As we walk on this hollow ground

We are knocking down imaginary walls