Rapture (feat. Tom Barber of Darko US/Chelsea Grin)

Pure, we are pure Not of this fucking world Not of this time and space So try to wrap your mind Around infinity divine A thickening plot It's soon to be cut It's a tension in the air And soon we descend upon your realm With intention, we invoke The twist of a wrist A global ascension Foresight could have never prevented Swarm And to the sky they fly With no gravity to decide What's yours is mine So with that in mind Your souls push through the clouds Into the machine of life In shroud, we hold the deception The crime of your mind Pure, we are pure Not of this fucking world Not of this time and space So try to wrap your mind Around infinity divine Lower your gaze Let us bring the calm No planet to erase Let us bring the calm Lower your gaze Let us bring the calm No planet to erase Let us bring the calm Pure, we are pure Not of this fucking world Not of this time and space So try to wrap your mind Pure, we are pure Not of this fucking world Not of this time and space So try to wrap your mind Around infinity divine So try to wrap your mind Around infinity divine So try to wrap your mind Lower your gaze Let us bring the calm No planet to erase Let us bring the calm Lower your gaze Let us bring the calm No planet to erase Let us bring the calm Let us bring the calm Let us bring the calm Let us bring the calm