Suggestion Diabolique — Stereolab

An angel Always the brightest, Oh surely will Fall out of the nest

Conscious of the falsifications And the harnessing Of our reality

The angel Would never submit For his eyes were Wide open and lit

We brought oil Where there was a fire In this way for good Were bound to the devil

Constantly evolving, curious Sombre, obscure, dark and luminous Vitriolic, stringent, prophetic

He penetrated The wheel of modern Society that He hated so so much Hated with all his strength

The tumbler stayed standing up All of his life he flinched not

Surpassing of the art Surpassing cinema Surpassing life itself Dang dong dang dong..........