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1. |
| 4:41 | ||||
Do you feel anything at all?
Do you hear steps at the door? Do you reckon the smell of....? It's life-the the dark that binds you Frigthened by your own smell Bitternes will run you through Silent screaming Turning, twisting the alphabet Frantic eyes Awaiting the answer Splinters of a poem Fragments of what you used to be Habitual and gullible Run-down memoirs is all that's left Do you wish to sleep? Do you aim for the shadow? Do you feel infected? It's life-the the dark that binds you It's the cowardice that puls you under And takes you to the end, where it begins Release, the world is waiting on your arrival Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride Do you know about atrocity? Do you that everbody's gone? Do you know that you're on your own? It's life-the the dark that binds you |
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2. |
| 3:43 | ||||
I demand nothing, but I want it all
what privilege do we have under the sun, that gives us the right to the throne? species come and go, but the earth stands forever fast all river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full to discover the loneliness and be to proud to show the wounds will forever wander alone through the years but I won't let you near begging for you to understand the fear that lives in my soul which is an untouched spring read, what is written on the silent mouth what is written in the soul for which is written in the shining silence we all have to read my body will be bent from the burdens when the shaking floor of life-force reveal its chasm underneath if only one could be two steps ahead |
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3. |
| 3:34 | ||||
I often dream of huge numb buildings
jet-black sinister architecture being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden that few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one imaginating it's weight it's silence and the absence of excuses for a havoced life and the priviledge of a 22-kilometers tombstone Jotun A body of black that carried no reflection defying it's own room un-earthly egg of decreation There would be colonies mushroom-scattered forever out of content rising spores from a dying world to pollute and chase away what's left Sun-white pulverised desert stone and serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids rewriting 4500 years of history raping the statue of liberty outplays the acropolis inverting the fjords invades the ... skyline to dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun Can we identify them as the flint buried in our reptile skulls or the time-bomb coded in our dna |
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4. |
| 4:24 | ||||
Shame marries the guilt
introduces itself to the concept of total loneliness Sensations repressed make friends with Suicidia and here the leeches begin to suck away the lust for life Thus Escape takes lead into a world unknown uncontrolled by all where border are erased and potential infinite Chosen cells glands and transmittors blast the body with joy Astral feet running up to dimension covered with gold stairs of glowing ectoplasma safir onyx and buzzing vibrations A dead man banquet food for the gods There's only 1 real world our earth is but a shadow Created from a child's heart a living jewel from now on abode for a soul in its setting Now sutting the bloodline re-tie the bleeding roots to a heavenly ship of glass and let it drift in passive arrogance in a one-word dialogue with the stars |
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5. |
| 4:25 | ||||
Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground,
collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind carried my cross to the hill And how I lust for the dance and the fire deep of the nectarine sunset to drink spill me the wind and its fire to steal of the colors - I'm the moonshield Shattered hope became my guide and grief and pain my friends a brother pact in a blood-ink penned declare my silent end Naked an dying under worlds of silent stone reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone |
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6. |
| 3:37 | ||||
Your self control makes me feel alone
I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today I've lost the perfection, a mess without words (And) As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore The image I project - me without me The picture that I scanned is borrowed After the education you stopped making sense to me Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time again Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie To aim and miss, my supernatural art Spending to much time with myself Trying to explanin who I am How come it's possible I wish there was a way (Suddenly) I feel so invinsible I'm the sculpture made out of clay I need someone to break the silence before it all falls apart I need something to cling onto before I break you in parts So afraid of what you may think And all the plastic people that surrounds me I have to find the path to where it all begins To teach the world my supernatural art |
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7. |
| 3:21 | ||||
As we build a brand new planet
Lets reconstruct and get it straight Unlock forgotten skills Travel to a new dimension Souls from the dark seduction (Take heed), we are the new invention We're the settlers of year zero Lets reconstruct and take it back Leaders of our time Heading for a downfall The threshhold of revolution (Take heed)The last freedom call Blanked out fire etched on the chrystal display The sees are deep You better swim Don't go numb Collect the word, add some gold and give it back The sees are deep You better swim Don't go numb From a thousand branches Spreading the new voice As we're heading for the throne Connect, evolution will begin |
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8. |
| 3:53 | ||||
Call me by my astral name
Breeding fear through wordless tounge Heavenly thirst - unspeakable pain Emptied from all human motion Confront the faceless wrath Beckoning silent from a sphere behind space Through twisted ruins of uncompleted dreams Sights of towers reaching for the moon Clawing at the skies - they gonna pull it down Intensity - I feel the lava rushing through my veins Stars are reforming - to enter the fourth dimension Beyond all galaxies through timeless eaons of frost Unearthly hunger - angels descent We are entering dimensions behind space ... Beyond all galaxies through timeless eaons of frost |
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9. |
| 4:31 | ||||
I can't tolerate your sadness
cause it's me you're drowning I won't allow any hapiness cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty "I blame the needs that you feed cause selfish eyes would not see" Am I forced to have any regret? I've become the lie, beutiful and free In my righteous own mind I adore and preach the insanity you gave Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak No need for sympathy, the misery that is me No need for sympathy, it's only for the weak) On bleeding knees I accept my fate I've lost the ability to paint the clouds cause it's me you're draining I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day cause everytime you run, I fall behind "Far away is a place where I hide the truth that have to be locked away" And so I hear my voice again The tale of the bitter man, here I am Shake the silence and hear what it says The tranquil pride that become the lie |
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10. |
| 3:25 | ||||
Geology is digging through
my brain a manta engulfing the world to throw it up once again to a guild of a lifted dagger Neo-wolf but older again than the Lupus itself linked its fur to the gyroscope of time a collection of failures A diabolical sequences of stabs written in cunning stone from the fossilised of thieves our lives dies I see the nursing all-mother spitting out a trail of termites in the mouth of her first-born hope breast ripe with smog-filled rebellion Apathy dressed in violence white insectoid legs curse her lips and mouth receptive only to pain |
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11. |
| 3:50 | ||||
I parish and nobody will know
as my mouth remains still my heart awaits me. filled with gravel as the pain grows with each touch since I marked her out from my tower reality focused through forbidden lenses she owns enough of preciousness a penalty given by the source but I still have no choice through the hinderens freighten a labyrinth closing at the edge of space but they never allow she's shut... for all beings but one I give, I scorn, I threat |
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12. |
| 4:15 | ||||
egoism dictates human relations
a world where fashion outshines morality here success is written in blood-red colours designed by the thirst for power gather the faithful and propose a toast to the epoch of indifference an all to ordinary story with aftertaste so bitter forced to be someone I don't want to be I'm losing myself. sinking deeper down I'm caught in the world wound web a time represented by the void an excuse without content stuck in the abyss of existence with a content void of excuse an all to ordinary story this is my story with an aftertaste so bitter sinking deeper down I'm caught - I'm cage I'm gone |
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13. |
| 4:33 | ||||
As I aim for that bright white day
Conflict serum is my aura It seems that life's so fragile I guess I'll fly some other time I lack from superhighway thoughts Won't live as long as the city lights Soaked by underwater times Electric splash on a midnight drive Wish I could rape the day, just something radical Lost the sense of sweet things Who's gonna take me widely? Guided by the pinball map The driver, still unknown Who was sent to glorify? Before we injected this common pride Sometimes I don't belong Release me from your world Pacified by the small things in life I wait for earthquakes to rearrange Never been able to use the force I only have it read to me Despite all the misguided faith (Maybe) I'll find a place in this mess Early morning moments A glimpse of joy But soon it's over and I return to dust As I try to be Everything and everyone I waste away |
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14. |
| 4:47 | ||||
in your world, the day is no threat
in my world, there is an absence of light "genetic superior cell" controlled by the fathomless and unbearable a radical new Form of plastic and rage biologically optimized but with a strangling pulse in your world, you find me worthy in my world, I "parashoot" my life a virtual drugstore populated by the fathomless and unbearable machine, meat and blood in an intimate relationship the new - superior - more effective than all the preceding when we can no longer cry and reality is torn then it's easy to forget that the responsibility lies on us all in your world, the night is no threat in my world, the darkness transforms to a vision of hell populated by fathomless and unbearable |
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15. |
| 3:38 | ||||
Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins
fasten the left hand belts Remember not to think too much and your trip will be numbingly pleasant Non-caring is the easiest way but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane you have to complete level one Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV while urban gravestones scrape the skies Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies This is episode 666 destination chaos Each and all an actor blind |