Текст песни
Pulse.
Neon.
Pulse.
Lines on the road meant to guide us home
But we are lost, we are free to roam
Digital dreams in a analog mind
Leave the reality far behind.
Can you feel the pulse?
It’s electric.
Can you feel the pulse?
Connected.
Time dissolves into the black
There is no way of turning back
The frequency is rising high
Underneath the velvet sky.
Can you feel the pulse?
It’s electric.
Can you feel the pulse?
Connected.
Pulse...
Pulse...
