EmpFab feat. Didjelirium - Craving for creation.
EmpFab feat. Didjelirium - Craving for creation
Collaboration with fellow Soundclouder and Shanghai-based producer : http://soundcloud.com/empfab a.k.a. Emperor Fabulous. As we were getting closer to the end of the world that didn't happen, we realized one thing was certain : we were still craving for creation. And that's a powerful need. :) Lyrics: Craving for Creation VERSE 1 : There's something leaking and it's wasting the mat of my doorstep Ever since i changed my synapses my brain got more wobbles than dubstep I focus as i can, trying to match the sound with its origin I'm a vigilante on the verge of knowledge but i've exchanged my soul for a virgin So everything seems new, everything sounds like never heard before I need to stop standing still cos i know it will only hurt me more There's a world inside me that needs to get out one way or the other Cos it's causing chaos in my life but i'm human : i need order So i'm living in this permanent universe composed of temporary madness Mass and pressure with a burst of a first-person shooter's life fitness Aiming to control the flows of creativity, i'm facing the relativity Of my own rationality In a way, i'm lost but i find myself quite in the right place Where concepts are all gone for a lifetime of sweet holidays And i'm left, with my brother, giving our life for the superfluous Didjelirium on the mic with a beat from the man called Emperor Fabulous CHORUS : We feed on creation Our mind takes the shape of a soul coronation Hear the tribulation Of the cursed one seeking meaning in redemption VERSE 2 : But tell me... Who's the one to blame for the energy that i feel deep inside ? Tell me if it's normal to feel guilty when i see the hours passing by, When i rush over my lunch to go back lean over my screen like a hunchback Whenever i'm stuck i just punch back, gimme clean ideas and i make a grunge track Yes, we're unstoppable, because the engine and the fuel are the same thing, we're the most perfect machine designed for no purpose but creating Fuck your world made of numbers, murderous traitors are just traders And we ain't trading with those haters, keep that in mind next time ! Peace, laters ! CHORUS : We feed on creation Our mind takes the shape of a soul coronation Hear the tribulation Of the cursed one seeking meaning in redemption