| Song | Project Hibernation |
| Artist | Cronian |
| Album | Enterprise |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.88] | Project Hibernation - Cronian |
| [00:01.54] | Written by:Cronian |
| [00:49.99] | As soon as we held sceince key |
| [00:55.25] | Our thinking became infected |
| [01:01.25] | We tried to reclaim to cronian sea |
| [01:07.31] | Like infinitely wise we acted |
| [01:14.00] | But the sea conquered our toil |
| [01:19.07] | Still we knew it all |
| [01:25.24] | With egos firm as frozen soil |
| [01:31.29] | Our mastery began the poles fall |
| [01:37.22] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [01:43.08] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [01:49.50] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [01:55.18] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [02:50.02] | We have to handle preparation before we summon erudition |
| [03:01.58] | Otherwise the world's like glaze |
| [03:13.11] | Transparent but a slippery derision |
| [03:32.58] | That covers the earthly maze |
| [03:35.44] | And we're lost in haze |
| [04:02.77] | Alarm alert wake up from your unconscious |
| [04:08.77] | Adjust your soul to this colure's frequency |
| [04:14.74] | We need a cessation of failing nunscious |
| [04:20.01] | And hibernation is a way to consult modesty |
| [04:26.78] | As the barren lands becomes grime |
| [04:32.38] | The biomes suffer by our torment |
| [04:38.32] | Cause we are insulated by time |
| [04:44.14] | Result awake but dormant |
| [04:50.09] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [04:55.72] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [05:02.19] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [05:07.91] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [05:26.81] | We need maturation of our capacity |
| [05:33.98] | Hibernation is a way to consult modesty |
| [00:00.88] | Project Hibernation - Cronian |
| [00:01.54] | Written by: Cronian |
| [00:49.99] | As soon as we held sceince key |
| [00:55.25] | Our thinking became infected |
| [01:01.25] | We tried to reclaim to cronian sea |
| [01:07.31] | Like infinitely wise we acted |
| [01:14.00] | But the sea conquered our toil |
| [01:19.07] | Still we knew it all |
| [01:25.24] | With egos firm as frozen soil |
| [01:31.29] | Our mastery began the poles fall |
| [01:37.22] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [01:43.08] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [01:49.50] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [01:55.18] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [02:50.02] | We have to handle preparation before we summon erudition |
| [03:01.58] | Otherwise the world' s like glaze |
| [03:13.11] | Transparent but a slippery derision |
| [03:32.58] | That covers the earthly maze |
| [03:35.44] | And we' re lost in haze |
| [04:02.77] | Alarm alert wake up from your unconscious |
| [04:08.77] | Adjust your soul to this colure' s frequency |
| [04:14.74] | We need a cessation of failing nunscious |
| [04:20.01] | And hibernation is a way to consult modesty |
| [04:26.78] | As the barren lands becomes grime |
| [04:32.38] | The biomes suffer by our torment |
| [04:38.32] | Cause we are insulated by time |
| [04:44.14] | Result awake but dormant |
| [04:50.09] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [04:55.72] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [05:02.19] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [05:07.91] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [05:26.81] | We need maturation of our capacity |
| [05:33.98] | Hibernation is a way to consult modesty |
| [00:00.88] | Project Hibernation - Cronian |
| [00:01.54] | Written by: Cronian |
| [00:49.99] | As soon as we held sceince key |
| [00:55.25] | Our thinking became infected |
| [01:01.25] | We tried to reclaim to cronian sea |
| [01:07.31] | Like infinitely wise we acted |
| [01:14.00] | But the sea conquered our toil |
| [01:19.07] | Still we knew it all |
| [01:25.24] | With egos firm as frozen soil |
| [01:31.29] | Our mastery began the poles fall |
| [01:37.22] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [01:43.08] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [01:49.50] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [01:55.18] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [02:50.02] | We have to handle preparation before we summon erudition |
| [03:01.58] | Otherwise the world' s like glaze |
| [03:13.11] | Transparent but a slippery derision |
| [03:32.58] | That covers the earthly maze |
| [03:35.44] | And we' re lost in haze |
| [04:02.77] | Alarm alert wake up from your unconscious |
| [04:08.77] | Adjust your soul to this colure' s frequency |
| [04:14.74] | We need a cessation of failing nunscious |
| [04:20.01] | And hibernation is a way to consult modesty |
| [04:26.78] | As the barren lands becomes grime |
| [04:32.38] | The biomes suffer by our torment |
| [04:38.32] | Cause we are insulated by time |
| [04:44.14] | Result awake but dormant |
| [04:50.09] | Like a dying season we fell asleep |
| [04:55.72] | Our sensibility desisted to grow |
| [05:02.19] | The pit of stupudity seems ocean deep |
| [05:07.91] | As we still bury our heads in the snow |
| [05:26.81] | We need maturation of our capacity |
| [05:33.98] | Hibernation is a way to consult modesty |