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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
Stood there leaning to the city moon,
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but night could not come So, swept in the shroud of misanthropia he went away And fed the empty galleries With the artifacts of the black rain Sunken into the shadows with a dry, sardonic smile He made the footprints a part of his heart To rouse a sacred confrontation Stood there carving on the monument to lies Digging of the Earth, making friends with the soil As the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs He disappears into her cold and icy womb |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
You'll never be alone again
You'll never die again You'll never be born again You'll forever be, stuck here in eternity I bid you welcome to my world They call me existence You have just entered through the gate, to your journey towards the eternity This part I control In the beginning you'll fear nothing As I climb beside you time will be your master in this laborious part of human subsistence This part I control Black clouds embraces your soul Slowly passing through repeating lacunas of anguish When time takes your life I will transfer you into the bare grip of thinking tranquillity Voices frilling the emptiness of the dead Floating seamless across the surface into chilling stillness Nothing can help you now You'll never be alone again You'll never die again You'll never be born again You'll forever be, stuck here in eternity |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
To slit the grinning wounds
from childhood's seven moons the palette stained with the ejaculated passions (of forbidden, hedonistic colors...) Strike from omnipotence; all-seer, all-deemer and haunt my severed country with your dripping, secret games You pick the unripe lilies deflored and peeled the bleeding petals made known to me the grainy stains, the crimson lotus of the Black-Ash Inheritance, the semen feed of gods and masters The worms still in me, still a part of me, racing out from leaking rooms, swoop from broken lungs to block the transmission to put an end to the nomad years Father you are the dead god in me |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
Towards the rich archaic heavens
Towards the lack diorama You are the artist and the texture That plays with mantle of the earth When the bleakest of powders Lie rooted to the starched stones And the roots that feed the peaking trees embrace the sleeping stones Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life Green is the colour of my death As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life We Are In Flames Towards the dead archaic heavens We Are The Mantle and The Texture The alters, the mantle of the earth Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
Mankind - proud conqueror and king
swings its flag of primal glory to the winds Titans of the power-myth that failed Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail So weak, so hollow-minded the primat flock responds the jester race submits For each day of war is a failure for man, enslaved in her mordial genes Illusions bleed from their fetid cores, bent to their rotten extremes We, the plague of Terra Firma, nature's grand and last mistake plant the poisoned seed of cancer, set the severed fruits awake Burning like frozen relics in god's archaic graveland Burn the visionaire Kill the ideaologies Mankind must die Now! The doves and the angels return to their graves with flames on their pestilent wings while mushroom-clouds haunt their virginwhite skies to rape their utopian dreams Living the last days of evolution's end from the nest of humanity, the graveland vultures rend |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos
your garmet alive with your song I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos Steep the spiral to your far abode, in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode and fell like history through the chasm of ages into the charged, forbidden zones How I have searched through a million worlds and faces yet unaware, I have not found my own true face, traceless and profound So, find me in these grandiose halls where long ago summers eternally fall and tune the strings of truthful longing to the frozen music of gods Hypnagonia's lucid horizons play with the yearning I've quelled as I strike towrads the Pantheon and what therein is held |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
Tired 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 pen Declared my silent end Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone 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 am... I am... I am... I'm the Moonshield |
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from In Flames, In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race (1996)
Rush faster on the one-way lane
The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-mind armours Grind our souls in the millstone of time The deathbed harvest is a dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we go...our steps so silent And we go...our blooded trace The Jester Race Calling out to the gathered masses Their answers so silent And we go... Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age That speak of silence and silence alone Offering the tokens, the reliced idols To the heirs of the newly raped ground Inferior even to the transparent winds Lesser in the motion and sound And we go... There is no trace of me In their altered blueprints of life Gala impaled on their horns and lances The fumes from her body give chase As the strong of blind men savour the scent, Dream-dead from Prosaic and hate Sunwind strokes the ElectroHeart, Ignition roars through the corridors, Stream launching the binary vessels Vanities in extreme formations Ride into tomorrow's rigid great face The Machinery outlives the futile scripts Of our dying jester race |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Stood there leaning to the city moon,
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but night could not come So, swept in the shroud of misanthropia he went away And fed the empty galleries With the artifacts of the black rain Sunken into the shadows with a dry, sardonic smile He made the footprints a part of his heart To rouse a sacred confrontation Stood there carving on the monument to lies Digging of the Earth, making friends with the soil As the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs He disappears into her cold and icy womb |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Stood there leaning to the city moon,
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but night could not come So, swept in the shroud of misanthropia he went away And fed the empty galleries With the artifacts of the black rain Sunken into the shadows with a dry, sardonic smile He made the footprints a part of his heart To rouse a sacred confrontation Stood there carving on the monument to lies Digging of the Earth, making friends with the soil As the all-mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs He disappears into her cold and icy womb |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
You'll never be alone again
You'll never die again You'll never be born again You'll forever be, stuck here in eternity I bid you welcome to my world They call me existence You have just entered through the gate, to your journey towards the eternity This part I control In the beginning you'll fear nothing As I climb beside you time will be your master in this laborious part of human subsistence This part I control Black clouds embraces your soul Slowly passing through repeating lacunas of anguish When time takes your life I will transfer you into the bare grip of thinking tranquillity Voices frilling the emptiness of the dead Floating seamless across the surface into chilling stillness Nothing can help you now You'll never be alone again You'll never die again You'll never be born again You'll forever be, stuck here in eternity |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
To slit the grinning wounds
from childhood's seven moons the palette stained with the ejaculated passions (of forbidden, hedonistic colors...) Strike from omnipotence; all-seer, all-deemer and haunt my severed country with your dripping, secret games You pick the unripe lilies deflored and peeled the bleeding petals made known to me the grainy stains, the crimson lotus of the Black-Ash Inheritance, the semen feed of gods and masters The worms still in me, still a part of me, racing out from leaking rooms, swoop from broken lungs to block the transmission to put an end to the nomad years Father you are the dead god in me |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Towards the rich archaic heavens
Towards the lack diorama You are the artist and the texture That plays with mantle of the earth When the bleakest of powders Lie rooted to the starched stones And the roots that feed the peaking trees embrace the sleeping stones Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life Green is the colour of my death As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life We Are In Flames Towards the dead archaic heavens We Are The Mantle and The Texture The alters, the mantle of the earth Archaic pearls of sleep and death The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Mankind - proud conqueror and king
swings its flag of primal glory to the winds Titans of the power-myth that failed Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail So weak, so hollow-minded the primat flock responds the jester race submits For each day of war is a failure for man, enslaved in her mordial genes Illusions bleed from their fetid cores, bent to their rotten extremes We, the plague of Terra Firma, nature's grand and last mistake plant the poisoned seed of cancer, set the severed fruits awake Burning like frozen relics in god's archaic graveland Burn the visionaire Kill the ideaologies Mankind must die Now! The doves and the angels return to their graves with flames on their pestilent wings while mushroom-clouds haunt their virginwhite skies to rape their utopian dreams Living the last days of evolution's end from the nest of humanity, the graveland vultures rend |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos
your garmet alive with your song I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos Steep the spiral to your far abode, in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode and fell like history through the chasm of ages into the charged, forbidden zones How I have searched through a million worlds and faces yet unaware, I have not found my own true face, traceless and profound So, find me in these grandiose halls where long ago summers eternally fall and tune the strings of truthful longing to the frozen music of gods Hypnagonia's lucid horizons play with the yearning I've quelled as I strike towrads the Pantheon and what therein is held |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Tired 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 pen Declared my silent end Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone 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 am... I am... I am... I'm the Moonshield |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Tired 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 pen Declared my silent end Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone 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 am... I am... I am... I'm the Moonshield |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Tired 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 pen Declared my silent end Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the Moonshield that once upon us shone 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 am... I am... I am... I'm the Moonshield |
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from In Flames 2집 - The Jester Race [Remastering Version] (1996)
Rush faster on the one-way lane
The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-mind armours Grind our souls in the millstone of time The deathbed harvest is a dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we go...our steps so silent And we go...our blooded trace The Jester Race Calling out to the gathered masses Their answers so silent And we go... Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age That speak of silence and silence alone Offering the tokens, the reliced idols To the heirs of the newly raped ground Inferior even to the transparent winds Lesser in the motion and sound And we go... There is no trace of me In their altered blueprints of life Gala impaled on their horns and lances The fumes from her body give chase As the strong of blind men savour the scent, Dream-dead from Prosaic and hate Sunwind strokes the ElectroHeart, Ignition roars through the corridors, Stream launching the binary vessels Vanities in extreme formations Ride into tomorrow's rigid great face The Machinery outlives the futile scripts Of our dying jester race |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
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
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
The handshake seals the contract,
From the contract there's no turning back. The turning point of a career, In Korea being insincere. The holiday was fun-packed, The contract, still intact! The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world, Everything counts in large amounts. The graph on the wall, Tells the story of it all. Picture it now, See just how The lies and deceit gained a little more power. Confidence - taken in By a suntan and a grin! The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world, Everything counts in large amounts. Everything counts in large amounts. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world! |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
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 transmitters Blast the body with joy Astral feet running Up to dimension covered with gold Stairs of glowing ectoplasm Sapphire 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 Shutting 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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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
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! [Chorus:] Escape takes the lead into a world unknown, Uncontrolled by all, Where borders are erased and potential infinite. Chosen cells, glands and transmitters Blast the body with joy! Astral feet running up To dimensions covered with gold! Stairs of glowing ectoplasma, Sapphire, onyx, and buzzing vibrations! A dead men's banquet, Food for the gods! There's only one 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! [Chorus] Cutting the bloodline, Re-tie the bleeding roots To a heavenly slip of glass! And let it drift in passive arrogance In a one-word dialogue with the stars! [Chorus] |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Bible arm on social hell
Spins its downward spiral With each year of unprogression a fine of failure is added Closer than ever to the edge A faith in resident martyrs Strong object track my body My body down Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era Digging through the graves of giants, words fly to me A lonely load, like a promise failing miserably Running through like an alphabet of hate To shake the entire organism Closer than ever Ever to the edge Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era I kill for the code To disarm this mess Of psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myself Disarm! Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Geology is digging through my brain
A manta engulfing the world To throw it up once again To a guild of lifted daggers Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures A diabolical sequence of stabs Written in cutting stone From the fossilized den of thieves Our lives die Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures I see the nursing all mother Spitting out a trail of termites In the mouth of her first born hope With smog-filled rebellion Apathy dressed in violence White, insectoid legs Curse her lips and her mouth receptive Only to pain Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Cre-age-aeon
New beginnings held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-worlds free of inscription Devoid of the echoes of man Noble cyborg savage In cold ceremonial perfection More radiant than the sum of suns With each and every attribute Of animal, machine and man Dystopia Electro-Heart The grotesque and the linear Took one final giant blow Into the Ram of what is us In cold ceremonial perfection More radiant than the sun of suns With each and every attribute Of animal, machine and man Installing awaiting the restoration of unsequenced chaos We've only seen the outlines of the beginning And this core, the slowly moving raptor Will make the very notion of Hell Seem celestial in comparison |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Jotun
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 Imagining its weight its silence And the absence of excuses for a havoced life And the privilege of a 22-kilometer tombstone Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies Mushroom-scattered forever out of context Rising spores from a dying world To pollute to chase away what쨈s left Sun-white pulverized desert stone And serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids Rewriting forty five hundred years of history Raping the statue of liberty Outplays the Acropolis Inverting the fjords Invades the n why 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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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
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 Imagining its weight, its silence And the absence of excuses for a havoced life And the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies Mushroom-scattered forever out of context Rising spores from a dying world To pollute to 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 NY skyline to Dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Can we identify them As the flint buried in our reptile skulls Or the time-bomb coded in our DNA? Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Detonation
Fireworks and alchemy Genes spliced and triggered Into the future and her organic cave Seismorgasmic omnipotence Scenes of magma in my eyes Eruption stones my system I owe this to the animal inside And the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal I'll cover every particle from there to Andromeda Not forgetting a single location From the throat of Ibis to the co-ordinate of Matterhorn My shot is genesis and catharsis Penetratonaut in a cosmology of lust Suck this subterranean creature out And show it proudly to the house of heaven With one slight wave of my hand star dissolves Dissolve my brain Block my lungs I'll die from fever tomorrow When locked in synch a perfected "now" |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
April night-tyme
And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of man Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses to disarms the stars within us Hornet Hive-dark Severed wings in vainless beating buzz out from inferno of fangs to disarms the stars within us We should have been so much more by now Too dead inside to even know the guilt Waning Ring-deep a halo of thorns Sips now down in the sheets of sharp silver to disarm the star within us |
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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
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 imagining its weight its silence and the absence of excuses for a havoced life and the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone Jotun A body of black that carried no reflection defying its own room un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies mushroom-scattered forever out of context rising spores from a dying world to pollute to 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 n y 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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from In Flames 3집 - Whoracle [Remastering Version] (1997)
Raindrop hits the leaf changing it's position
Slightly on the street next to polls of monotonous waters He walks slipping feet from steps at random He falls In the space of between his body and the ground Comets cast off their names Stellar neurons misfire Witnesses Inhale the seed And spit out a million branches Buds abloom in all directions Fringe which events occur Relations and virused meetings Catch fire and explode In the margin of butterfly wings Entire cycles of evolution Outplayed and faded Sparked away and leaned back into Vacuum-filled nirvana Between the two of my eyes Feverish fractal scar Dance like were they on drugs Peyote labyrinth re-mapped exits A hasty blink And a million life-to-comes Will never be the same As they never were In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe With the first movement in organic scap Came a bouquet of alternative answers All different multiplied and re-divided Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite Written between the legs on the Meganeura Suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen Marked their way through time In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
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 eons of frost Unearthly hunger - angels descent We are entering dimensions behind space... Beyond all galaxies Through timeless eaons of frost |
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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
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
The handshake
Seals a contract From the contract There's no turning back The turning point Of a career In Korea being insincere The holiday Was fun packed The contract: Still intact The grabbing hands Grab all they can All for themselves After all It's a competitive world Everything counts in large amounts The graph On the wall Tells the story Of it all Picture it now See just how The lies and deceit gained a little more power Confidence taken in By a sun tan And a grin The grabbing hands Grab all they can All for themselves After all It's a competitive world Everything counts in large amounts The grabbing hands Grab all they can Everything counts in large amounts |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
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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Bible arm on social hell
Spins its downward spiral With each year of unprogression A fine of failure is added Closer than ever to the edge A feat in resident martyrs Strong objects track my body, My body down Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light... Between a labrynth of errors And the key to the suicide era Digging through the graves of giants Words fly to me A lonely road, like a promise Failing miserably Running through like an alphabet of hate To shake the entire organism closer than ever, Ever to the edge Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light... Between a labrynth of errors And the key to the suicide era I kill for the code to disarm this mess Of psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myself Disarm |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
Cre-age-aeon
new beginning held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-world free of inscription devoid of the echoes of man noble savage cyborg In the cold ceremonial perfection more radiant than the sum of suns with each and every attribute of animal machine and man Dystopia ElectroHeart the grotesque and the linear took one final giant blow into the Ram of what is us Installing awaiting the restoration of unsequenced chaos We've only seen the outlines of the beggining and this core the slowly moving raptor will make the very notion of Hell seem celestial in comparison |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
Detonation
Fireworks and alchemy Genes spliced and triggered into the future and her organic cave Seismorgasmic omnipotence scenes of magma in my eyes Eruption stones my system I owe this to the animal inside and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal I'll cover every particle from there to Andromeda not forgetting a single location from the throat of Ibis to the co-ordinate of Matterhorn My shot is genesis and catharsis Penetratonaut in a cosmology of lust Suck this subterrenean creature out and show it proudly to the house of heaven With one slight wave of my hand star dissolves Dissolve my brain Block my lungs I'll die from fever tomorrow when locked in sych a perfected "now" |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
April night-tyme
And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of man Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses to disarms the stars within us Hornet Hive-dark Severed wings in vainless beating buzz out from inferno of fangs to disarms the stars within us We should have been so much more by now Too dead inside to even know the guilt Waning Ring-deep a halo of thorns Sips now down in the sheets of sharp silver to disarm the star within us |
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from In Flames, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (1997)
Raindrop hits the leaf changing it's position slightly on the street
next to polls of monotonous waters He walks Slipping feet from steps at random He falls In the space of between his body and the ground comets cast off their names stellar neurones misfire Witnesses inhale the seed and spit out a million branches Buds abloom in all directions frin which events occur relations and virused meetings catch fire and explode In the margin of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution outplayed and faded sparked away and leaned back into vacuum-filled nirvana Between the two of my eyes feverish fractal scar Dance like were they on drugs peyote labyrinth re-mapped exits A hasty blink and a million life-to-comes will never be the same as they never were In the kinetic energy of a moving fist lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe With the first movement in organic scap came a bouquet of alternative answers all different multiplied and re-divided Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite written between the legs on the Meganeura suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen marked their way through time |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
Call me by my astral name
Breeding fear through wordless tongue 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 aeons of frost Unearthly hunger - angels descent We are entering dimensions behind space |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
I'll take you on a ride
as a part-owner to my pain our ideals they collide coerced coexistence I fought the world today - postpone my birth again we stumble on and one - but bound to die alone pine - I'm selling my soul today pine - I need some sympathy this infiltrates my brain "in the sunshine the sun is mine" pitiless wanderer close your eyes and bow your head grotesque thoughts in a line threw my wings 책nto the blazing sun smile stretched on old trees eternal Brining jester masque don't hurt a fly they all sing we're just ants in a great big play commercialize-infect-annihilate-progress visualize-inhale-pretend-betray |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
should I defend you for who you are?
the laws are changed and useless! on their way to a deserted town where empty windows wave goodbye a helpless excuse, a falling reality I'm changed by the shock and the weight of the punch a helpless excuse, a falling reality ragments of a futile being a puzzle to the noble ones ignorant and pitiless they stride the world around me - spartanic, minimalistic a helpless excuse, a falling reality the large scale plan that once where you've now drained from life a helpless excuse, a falling reality wo knows the proper reasons why it all begins and ends? ignorant and pitiless they stride "you are but a form", the clean, harsh silence passes "genuine" visions by the noble ones for the noble ones |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
a sad song it was,
through renewal it brought and a month seems sometimes shorter than a half nights longing hidden and hard are the reasons for war polar twist, invert and flea I can't dissolve this feeling of mine but patience will unlock the door and the maps of reasons re-written for me when the wait is over and the punishment is due each day I crawl to the hall of the giants and I beg for mercy - and I beg for mercy in vein one night is a mare - two is worse How can I manage three? |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
I perish 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 I perish and nobody will know As my mouth remains still My heart awaits me, filled with gravel As the pain grows with each touch But I still have no choice Though the hinderance frighten A labyrinth closing at the edge of space She owns enough of preciousness A penalty given by the source But they never allow She's shut... for all beings but one I give, I scorn, I threat |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
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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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
the great word of blessendness
and a feeling of ease a cup of the well of freedom and life we joyfully drink inside, all was new, but outwards nothing had changed an escapade, then to the altar to evaluate all parts of the great mystery but all remains on the same spot, no signs of a new season in my hand is a new word, but the word is still without a body a hidden life-stream that swells in the deep will soon give the word a 2nd face |
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from In Flames 4집 - Colony [Remastering Version] (1999)
truth serves them embrace
and defend her case part flattery, part threats "for those who cling to this dominion will partake in its fall" with his silence, he passes the judgement over them "with your feverish signs of force you'll make them and yourself to believe that he still retains his full power" as a platform for divine foundations, you want to make them suck shallowness and beauty was all that concerned her body but the soul, her divine guest were thrust to the bottom surrendered to the sect that has risen from its womb "for those who cling to this dominion will partake in its fall" |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
Call me by my astral name
Breeding fear through wordless tongue 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 aeons of frost Unearthly hunger - angels descent We are entering dimensions behind space |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
Reach for your razor
Cut through the dawn See through your inner wrath Keys shan´t open the doors Behold my heart has stopped My lungs are laid the final rest And still I see and do I feel Yes, but to earthly eyes I am gone To the land where legends never die Take me to the twilight land tonight Again and again and again in every night The darkness climbs through my walls Ever screaming silent to the corrupted ears Never to any man I will spear My speach it has no value Eyes that have seen the sights Bleed through the ages eternal I ask no more A life has just begun Never will I see the sun And do I miss it No, my eyes are black Emotions fled through eyelids closed Throne of thorns Clad in shadows |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
I'll take you on a ride
as a part-owner to my pain our ideals they collide coerced coexistence I fought the world today - postpone my birth again we stumble on and one - but bound to die alone pine - I'm selling my soul today pine - I need some sympathy this infiltrates my brain "in the sunshine the sun is mine" pitiless wanderer close your eyes and bow your head grotesque thoughts in a line threw my wings ?to the blazing sun smile stretched on old trees eternal Brining jester masque don't hurt a fly they all sing we're just ants in a great big play commercialize-infect-annihilate-progress visualize-inhale-pretend-betray |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
should I defend you for who you are?
the laws are changed and useless! on their way to a deserted town where empty windows wave goodbye a helpless excuse, a falling reality I'm changed by the shock and the weight of the punch a helpless excuse, a falling reality ragments of a futile being a puzzle to the noble ones ignorant and pitiless they stride the world around me - spartanic, minimalistic a helpless excuse, a falling reality the large scale plan that once where you've now drained from life a helpless excuse, a falling reality wo knows the proper reasons why it all begins and ends? ignorant and pitiless they stride "you are but a form", the clean, harsh silence passes "genuine" visions by the noble ones for the noble ones |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
I remember it as plain as day
although it happened in the dark of the night. I was strolling through the streets of Paris and it was cold it was starting to rain. And then I heard a piercing scream and I rushed to the scene of the crime but all I found was the butchered remains of two girls lay side by side. Murders in the Rue Morgue someone call the Gendarmes Murders in the Rue Morgue run before the killers go free There's some people coming down the street at last there's someone heard my call I can't understand why they're pointing at me I never done nothing at all. But I must have got some blood on my hands because everyone's shouting at me I can't speak French so I couldn't explain and like a fool I started running away. Murders in the Rue Morgue someone call the Gendarmes Murders in the Rue Morgue am I ever gonna be free. And now I've gotta get away from the arms of the law. All France is looking for me. I've gotta find my way across the border for sure down the south to Italy. Murders in the Rue Morgue someone call the Gendarmes Murders in the Rue Morgue I'm never going home. Well I made it to the border at last But I can't erase the scene from my mind Anytime somebody stares at me, well I just start running blind Well I'm moving through the shadows at night Away from the staring eyes Any day they'll be looking for me 'Cause I know I show the signs of... Murders in the Rue Morgue running from the Gendarmes Murders in the Rue Morgue running from the arms of the law Murders in the Rue Morgue running from the Gendarmes Murders in the Rue Morgue am I ever gonna be free It took so long and I'm getting so tired I'm running out of places to hide Should I return to the scene of the crime Where the two young victims died If I could go to somebody for help It'd get me out of trouble for sure But I know that it's on my mind That my doctor said I've done it before. Murders in the Rue Morgue they're never gonna find me Murders in the Rue Morgue I'm never going home. |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
a sad song it was,
through renewal it brought and a month seems sometimes shorter than a half nights longing hidden and hard are the reasons for war polar twist, invert and flea I can't dissolve this feeling of mine but patience will unlock the door and the maps of reasons re-written for me when the wait is over and the punishment is due each day I crawl to the hall of the giants and I beg for mercy - and I beg for mercy in vein one night is a mare - two is worse How can I manage three |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
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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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
the great word of blessendness
and a feeling of ease a cup of the well of freedom and life we joyfully drink inside, all was new, but outwards nothing had changed an escapade, then to the altar to evaluate all parts of the great mystery but all remains on the same spot, no signs of a new season in my hand is a new word, but the word is still without a body a hidden life-stream that swells in the deep will soon give the word a 2nd face |
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from In Flames, In Flames 4집 - Colony (1999)
truth serves them embrace
and defend her case part flattery, part threats "for those who cling to this dominion will partake in its fall" with his silence, he passes the judgement over them "with your feverish signs of force you'll make them and yourself to believe that he still retains his full power" as a platform for divine foundations, you want to make them suck shallowness and beauty was all that concerned her body but the soul, her divine guest were thrust to the bottom surrendered to the sect that has risen from its womb "for those who cling to this dominion will partake in its fall" |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
The other side of the platinum door
another day in quicksand Still feel close to nowhere I hope this is the right way How come you see me as an enemy? We just think in different words I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away There's no shame in being the fool I've been to places you'll never find The empty plate that you call home Won't bring glimmer to future year By myself, staring into space You're just bored of the silence it makes I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
For so long I tried to be like you,
Pushed aside with no time to evolve.. There's no place that still remains Just deserted space all left in grey Why did we lose, the knowledge of time? Is this the price, the hell we pay? The poisoned fear known to man is he who try to find his path The collective force blaming you "This is day day we split in half" Thrown to the gallow, forgotten and sore sworn to be different in what way I can The sultry taste that is special to me is the last gleeful glimpse of a bitter man Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today So impressed, lost the faith in all I had Broken down, I'm on my way to be dissolved The hopes and prays of things to come I've lost them all with glory Urgent to aim for that short-lived joy I see gold in all that lies before me And so we ignore the baggers cup Praise your act in the Grand Finale Teach the unborn the winners sign a welcome grin to the world Royal Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
In the most desolate corner
A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Just aim and end another Think of me, as I rape your mother Another player joins the table Who I can or cannot trust When do we get assigned? Pure and precious with bad intensions Hey, come and join the show All the cameras are ready to go Just aim and end another Think of me, as I rape your mother A single step - a garbled life Where's the profit? Your rage - the pain Will it all be worth it? Genetic, it seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a prosperous future and the admiration of all Act in the sensations media hour All inhale the downward spiral |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
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 Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 It's the cowardice that pulls 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 know that everybody's gone? Do you know that you're on your own? It's life-the the dark that binds you Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
your self control makes me fell alone
i've tried confidence, had it 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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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
I can't tolerate your sadness
Cause it's me you are drowning I won't allow any happiness Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty I feel so guilty Am I forced to have any regret I've become the lie, beautiful and free In my righteous own mind I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me I've lost the ability to paint the clouds Cause it's me you're draining I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark tale Cause everytime you run, I fall.. behind I fall behind 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 Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
I can't tolerate your sadness
Cause it's me you are drowning I won't allow any happiness Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty I feel so guilty Am I forced to have any regret I've become the lie, beautiful and free In my righteous own mind I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me I've lost the ability to paint the clouds Cause it's me you're draining I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark tale Cause everytime you run, I fall.. behind I fall behind 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 Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
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 to me 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 I'll find a place in this mess 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? 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 shrivel up and waste away -Solo- 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? Before we injected this common pride |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
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 to me 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 I'll find a place in this mess 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? 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 shrivel up and waste away -Solo- 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? Before we injected this common pride |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
Since the day of my departure
I've been stumbling through reality I play my symphony in reverse As I aim for that special path Be gentle to the tear in his eye Lonesome arms, lost its wings again Buy me a trip to the moon So I can laugh at my mistakes You see, I can see the earth from here From this perspective, it looks kind of silly Satellites and astronauts Tell me there are greater things ahead Make me feel like a man A silent cry from the middle of hell I - the irony - I promise, I'll be mature So please, please invite me Please invite me To your shelter again Been hiding since I heard "never" Take me back to yesterday, I need to grow Buy me a trip to the moon So I can laugh at my mistakes You see, I can see the earth from here From this perspective, it looks kind of silly Satellites and astronauts Tell me there are greater things ahead Buy me a trip to the moon So I can laugh at my mistakes You see, I can see the earth from here From this perspective, it looks kind of silly Satellites and astronauts Tell me there are Steal my mask and make me pay I need a new skin I'm going insane |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
For all the times you left me bleeding
Clouded, weakened by the haze Cut off my pride, enough to forgive Reconcile, back to square nothing It seems I lost my direction Don't have the strength to let it slip Have no desire for the shore Just let me play here for some time Spent some quality time with the demon of mine I like the way you struggle but you know I'm here to win Is this how I want to spend my days? Shadowed, it fears me, my utopia Try to find some peace to destroy These are my sins, I'm heading to fall Never understood though I accepted All the weakness that I discover You gave me a place to hide and lost the key Drowned my head just to see it sink (to the bottom) Spent some quality time with the demon of mine I like the way you struggle but you know I'm here to win Spent some quality time with my borrowed smile The gleam is replaced, rip me open and erase me Spent some quality time with the demon of mine I like the way you struggle but you know I'm here to win Spent some quality time with my borrowed smile The gleam is replaced, rip me open and erase me |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
One lie was all it took everything ended right there
You didn't seem to care One lie I walked away weight on my shoulders was heavy Barrel to my head Will you give me a good excuse Will you let me die right here and now ? I can't think of another way But I'm open to any good advice Everything is falling apart Trying hard to be strong and smart One day was all it took Start to get back on my feet heart begin to beat One week I'm feeling great dancing around in the street Feeling young and free Will you give me a good excuse Will you let me die right here and now ? I can't think of another way But I'm open to any good advice Everything is falling apart Trying hard to be strong and smart |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
The self-inflicted state of mind
A one-man struggle beneath the tower I think the clock still exist God just forgot to tap my shoulder I woke up today I wish I felt something The odour of my apathy Just might be true I want to be the things I see The pilgrim that is me But I know I ain't that free The suburban that is me Spirits rise and miss the eye Covered by the stench of judgement As gods reflection tests my pride I serve the failure that's haunting me Twisted visions torturing Who claims to be the one? That filtered smile Just might be true I want to be the things I see The pilgrim that is me But I know I ain't that free The suburban that is me Can you hear the message As I wrestle with the clouds? I'm on the way to succumb It just might be true |
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from In Flames 5집 - Clayman [Remastering Version] (2000)
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 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 The last freedom call Blanked out fire etched on the chrystal display The seas are deep You better swim Don't go numb Collect the word, add some gold and give it back The seas 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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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
The other side of the platinum door
another day in quicksand Still feel close to nowhere I hope this is the right way How come you see me as an enemy? We just think in different words I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away There's no shame in being the fool I've been to places you'll never find The empty plate that you call home Won't bring glimmer to future year By myself, staring into space You're just bored of the silence it makes I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away I see beauty in dead flowers I let the tide show me what's next But all you do is fade away |
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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
For so long I tried to be like you,
Pushed aside with no time to evolve.. There's no place that still remains Just deserted space all left in grey Why did we lose, the knowledge of time? Is this the price, the hell we pay? The poisoned fear known to man is he who try to find his path The collective force blaming you "This is day day we split in half" Thrown to the gallow, forgotten and sore sworn to be different in what way I can The sultry taste that is special to me is the last gleeful glimpse of a bitter man Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today So impressed, lost the faith in all I had Broken down, I'm on my way to be dissolved The hopes and prays of things to come I've lost them all with glory Urgent to aim for that short-lived joy I see gold in all that lies before me And so we ignore the baggers cup Praise your act in the Grand Finale Teach the unborn the winners sign a welcome grin to the world Royal Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today Down and troubled, in search for better days Back to the beginning, I'm at the end again All my time, compressed to itching moments as the future repeats today |
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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
In the most desolate corner
A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Just aim and end another Think of me, as I rape your mother Another player joins the table Who I can or cannot trust When do we get assigned? Pure and precious with bad intensions Hey, come and join the show All the cameras are ready to go Just aim and end another Think of me, as I rape your mother A single step - a garbled life Where's the profit? Your rage - the pain Will it all be worth it? Genetic, it seems to be.... Abandon, the mass ideal We think we're in control then we become the things we hate Lets re-unite and brush the dust away Obtain a prosperous future and the admiration of all Act in the sensations media hour All inhale the downward spiral |
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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
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 Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 It's the cowardice that pulls 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 know that everybody's gone? Do you know that you're on your own? It's life-the the dark that binds you Frightened by your own smell Bitterness 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 |
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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
your self control makes me fell alone
i've tried confidence, had it 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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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
I can't tolerate your sadness
Cause it's me you are drowning I won't allow any happiness Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty I feel so guilty Am I forced to have any regret I've become the lie, beautiful and free In my righteous own mind I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me I've lost the ability to paint the clouds Cause it's me you're draining I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark tale Cause everytime you run, I fall.. behind I fall behind 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 Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate |
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from In Flames, In Flames 5집 - Clayman (2000)
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 to me 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 I'll find a place in this mess 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? 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 shrivel up and waste away -Solo- 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 to me Who was sent to glorify? Before we injected this common pride |
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