Machines Of Loving Grace Lyrics

Album: Concentration

Limiter

As sure as prisons are the models for the city 

I let my mind and my body imprison me 

and now a Versaille has risen up inside 

and i live in fear of the glide 

in fear of the glide 

and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed 

I could see your face again 

and my love for the world would be wild and pure 

if not for this goddamn limiter 

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 

and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes 

the drip of the faucet 

and the warmth of your thighs 

and the limiter - 

still blinded by the candlelight 

the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye 

the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs 

your legs so sheer in the UV light 

and the limiter - 

still blinded by the candlelight 

as sure as prisons are the models for the city 

I nurture my need for oil and electricity 

the bigger the need gets the more that 

the people want a piece of it 

and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed 

I could take my place again 

and my love for the world would be wild and pure 

if not for this goddamn limiter 

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 

and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes 

the drip of the faucet 

and the warmth of your thighs 

and the limiter - 

still blinded by the candlelight 

the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye 

the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs 

your legs so sheer in the UV light 

and the limiter - 

still blinded by the candlelight 

Delight - 

I could see you there 

and Delight - 

I want to see you in me everywhere 

as sure as prisons are the models for the cities 

I let my mind and my body imprison me 

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 

and I can feel my heartbeat's pressure on the back of my eyes 

the drip of the faucet 

and the warmth of your thighs 

and the limiter - 

still blinded by the candlelight