Industrypeople Zeromancer

With this death kiss
Choose needs over me
Put your lips to my fist
And now this is in eclipse
Won't let this stand in our way
Blind your eyes
Bow your head
A swollen halo
Of your own hell
Face yourself
Chosen one
No matter what you've said
Or what you've done
We are the Industrypeople
Don't feel anything
Choose your kin
Rendez vous and let
The chaos begin
Blind your eyes
Chosen one
No matter what you've said
Or what you've done
The black curtains fall
Owe it all to violence
Please
Semi-apologies
Oh let the black curtains fall
Standing tall
Assemble
And tease
Electropolis