The Wrath Of Vesuvius все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Probed to feel, to feel real; probed to feel, to feel nothing.
Dermal coated calligraphy, etching out an identity.
Ripple after crinkle, lines making distinction, connected to perception, allowing to feel.
Specification, an intricate design, an intricate design.
Is it specification or is it...SHIT!?
Underneath three layers lies wires swirling in, curving out, tangling all around.
Intertwining and connecting to a memory chip, artillery that was once useful now has zero significance.
A virus is soaring through the matrices.