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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 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, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
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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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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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Slowly the winter wind tears my skin
Blood freezes in my veins I wish you were here beside me To release me from my pain Last night you promised me You were still in love with me Please come set me free From my misery I love you Truth be told I'm completely numb It got this way I don't know how I just can't figure it out Please talk to me What do you want me to be? Last night you promised me You were still in love with me Please come set me free From my misery I love you Truth be told I'm completely numb It got this way I don't know how I just can't figure it out Please talk to me What do you want me to be? Slowly twists my pride Freezing as I die Coldly I fade away My life cannot be saved Slowly the winter wind tears my skin Blood freezes in my veins I wish you were here beside me To release me from my pain Please try to remember me Lord please send help for me Trying, can't you see? Why must this be? Please talk to me What do you want me to be? |
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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 to moonn6pence from shootinstar 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 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
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 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
I bid you welcome to my world
They call me existence You have just entered through the gate to your journey towards 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 wil 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 along 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)
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)
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 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, 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 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 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, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (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, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Die
Tragedy, cursing me Bloodlust, crying, never dying Bloodlust, crying, never dying From the cold, shadowed waste Evil grasped my soul and took my hand Left alone and filled with desire A spawn of evil and eternal fire Timeless, immortal, everlasting hate Timeless, immortal, everlasting hate Hate... Drinking the wine An act out of love Consumer of lives You'll join us tonight... Behold immortality A dark eternity Eternity, eternity... Drinking the wine An act out of love Consumer of lives You'll join us tonight |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Lights are dim
My tearful windows Through wich no emotions pass Starvation of senses claws my soul Answer me Are these walls my only shelter From the bleeding atmosphere Take me from this land "I deliver thee from this agony A storm to cleanse thee" Mine is the right to be Maelstrom of the everlost This is the curse of ... All is dark All but one aspect of life To be shaceled In a shell, so misleading "These are the shells bestowed upon me" Pass into the darkened of the midnight Sounds, faceless lights Hands tear apart Disolve possess You alone can take my soul Take flight |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Through seven songs of rejoice
His name relives his solar voice Falling into the unknown Yet he shall feel no harm Lights shine upon his face Night exists no longer In unknown colours they confront him In soundless tounge they speak is name Moonred - reaching for life through eternity Starblack - the brooding silence is frightening me One elderly custom in timeless guise In ceremonies of old one, dove now flies Fly through time |
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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, 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 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offence Your silence for your confidence Do you hear what I hear? Doors are slamming shut Limit your imagination, keep you where they must Do you feel what I feel? Bittering distress Who decides what you express? Do you take what I take? Endurance is the word Moving back instead of forward seems to me absurd Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you fear what I fear? Living properly Truths to you are lies to me Do you choose what I choose? More alternatives Energy derives from both the plus and negative Do you need what I need? Boundaries overthrown Look inside, to each his own Do you trust what I trust? Me, myself, and I Penetrate the smoke screen, I see through the selfish lie Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you know what I know? Your money and your wealth Your silent just to hear yourself Do you want what I want? Desire not a thing I hunger after independence, lengthen freedom's ring Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom no longer frees you Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say |
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from Metal Militia : A Tribute To Metallica [omnibus] (1994)
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offence Your silence for your confidence Do you hear what I hear? Doors are slamming shut Limit your imagination, keep you where they must Do you feel what I feel? Bittering distress Who decides what you express? Do you take what I take? Endurance is the word Moving back instead of forward seems to me absurd Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you fear what I fear? Living properly Truths to you are lies to me Do you choose what I choose? More alternatives Energy derives from both the plus and negative Do you need what I need? Boundaries overthrown Look inside, to each his own Do you trust what I trust? Me, myself, and I Penetrate the smoke screen, I see through the selfish lie Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you know what I know? Your money and your wealth Your silent just to hear yourself Do you want what I want? Desire not a thing I hunger after independence, lengthen freedom's ring Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom no longer frees you Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say |
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from A Metal Tribute To Metallica [omnibus] (2003)
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offence Your silence for your confidence Do you hear what I hear? Doors are slamming shut Limit your imagination, keep you where they must Do you feel what I feel? Bittering distress Who decides what you express? Do you take what I take? Endurance is the word Moving back instead of forward seems to me absurd Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you fear what I fear? Living properly Truths to you are lies to me Do you choose what I choose? More alternatives Energy derives from both the plus and negative Do you need what I need? Boundaries overthrown Look inside, to each his own Do you trust what I trust? Me, myself, and I Penetrate the smoke screen, I see through the selfish lie Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you know what I know? Your money and your wealth Your silent just to hear yourself Do you want what I want? Desire not a thing I hunger after independence, lengthen freedom's ring Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is made for you my friend Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom no longer frees you Doesn't matter what you see Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say |
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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)
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, 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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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, In Flames 3집 - Whoracle (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 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 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 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 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, 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 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Behold the heart of mine in flames
A top the highest mountain Below the darkest depths In the valley of hate I wander My frost bitten heart is set ablaze, set ablaze Ravage my soul Plunder my mind Branded by thunder, fire and ice Trampled in fury by hordes of the light I am crushed by the hand of my sky My sky has forsaken me Rivers of crimson lead me now Trail of fire In a place of fire ethernal Left in flames Scattered in a world of thorns Torn from my earthly self Aggreived in tears and bitterness I fall beyond stars, beyond stars Ravage my soul Plunder my mind Branded by thunder, fire and ice Trampled in fury by hordes of the light My firey heart is stronger than ever It's stronger than ever before My heart in flames |
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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, 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 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, 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 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 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, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
For there is a purpose and reason
Beyond all human apprehension The shrieking silence in the blackness of space For there is a knowledge more complex Than life on this planet A knowledge in tune with the progress of stars Lunar strain All across the milky way Life suffers defeat Life that once was treasured What once was nothing Has blossomed into form Once it was I that was nothing But now they say I will die All across the galaxy Life suffers defeat Lunar strain From nothingless to reality As we see it From nothingless to life My dismal tears of anguish Bleed into one with the songs of my heaven Loneliness is pain Emptiness is power, loneliness is pain Serenity is might Yet we shall be honoured In the starforsaken night Astral strain All around my silent moon Life suffers defeat Astral strain For there is a purpose and reason Beyond all human apprehension The shrieking silence in the blackness of space |
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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 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 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, 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 Pendulum 3집 - Immersion (2010)
If I struggle a lifetime
What would my body be? An empty shell On what a demon fed Could be a heavy burden to stay true to your words Speak up I wanna silence everything We forgot no plan Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free We forgot no meaning Would you force me to a place where I make sense? 'Cause nothing lasts forever How do I get home? Everything revolves around me If I can't find myself? It's so completely fake How do I get home? Everything revolves around me If even you can't help? Dark nights on my soul I deny failure I ignite Woe is on my misery She wins all their eyes Realize what they find's not fate This is not me, this is me So if I struggle a lifetime What good would that do? We forgot a plan Doesn't have to stop the feeling inside If I do make sense Would you drag me down? 'Cause nothing lasts forever How do I get home? Everything revolves around me If I can't find myself? It's so completely fake How do I get home? Everything revolves around me If even you can't help? Dark nights on my soul |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
The time is now
Please tell me how Set ablaze... Crying, Remembering how it used to be Scarred for eternity Was it meant to be? A life in harmony... Bleeding, regretting... Solitary life Committing suicide Seeking sanctuary From this world, contrary Stand Ablaze Screaming As the flames caress my face Stand Ablaze... |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Wipped in the eye by the sand
Malicious have light of day obscured The sun has burned my skin Open wounds are licked by sand To be punished by this vortex of scorn Wrists and ankles are chained upon this land Drawn through the desert to be their sacrifice So this is my golgatha, so this is my grave The theives, the liars, the hypocrit scum I'd slay them if I only could The endless sand, the blackest land A cyclone of spinecrushing anger Meant for me The overlords of the desert Not one was meant to be All human force now flee Rules of anatomy lost Rage into the extreme |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
My tears fall like rain
From the longlasting pain When I look at your eyes My heart just dies Beauty divine I hope you'll be mine Open your arms For all time All dressed in white Bringer of light Spend time with me All through the night Beauty divine Your tears taste like wine Come to me For all time My spine shivers with the touch of your lips... My pale skin turns red when we kiss... Piercing your nails deep into my back... As I slowly kiss your ivory neck... I started to cry after hours of joyful sin... My tears turned to roses as they embraced your skin... I gathered them to a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers... A bouquet of the most secret and ancient powers... My amber heart started to glow as I died really slow... |
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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, 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 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
Close your eyes and pray the wind will take me far away
Life is like a stone behind my back of a second degree Start Life is a feather of fall between the monument tear Like a powder fragile the one that blows behind the Faithful dead All the doors of eternal gray This weakness take beyond the dream With a silent void you're left while you can hardly breathe Vastly they destroy the tears of my lies Fears are fading away, robbed to face the bitterness In search for my dear Castle burries the bite of a queen Wherever the sorrow rises from distance like a rainbow I'll be there again, to weep behind with my tears Wake me The second lifeless to be |
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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)
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 Mtv2 Headbangers Ball Vol.2 (2004)
Spinning further, deeper
I know you're out to try me I'm not in this to be a slave Push the dirt Make me feel Locate what swallows life Night bird, you build, build my world And then I close my eyes And then I close my eyes Judge me now Used to be afraid to let it show Bow down A king in my own mind Everything's in place So much brighter from today Drown the monster Make all bad dreams go away Whatever it takes to keep your hands free Open scars The quiet place All the bridges fall to the ground And you say you sacrificed And then I close my eyes And then I close my eyes Judge me now Used to be afraid to let it show Bow down (bow down) A king in my own mind Everything's in place So much brighter from today A king in my own mind (Judge me now) A king in my own mind (Judge me now) A king in my own mind (Judge me now) Used to be afraid to let it show, bow down (bow down) A king in my own mind Everything's in place So much better from today A king in my own mind... |
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from Freddy Vs. Jason (프레디 대 제이슨) by Graeme Revell [ost] (2004)
Have we lost the spark or a guide?
What's the latest on the screen? Can't be too late to turn around I need all the help from you I need to find something to blame for a long lost time I am running from something, I don't know I am searching for something, which way to go? I am trying to separate what't real I'm running in a wheel Is it dark or is it bright? What's the latest on the screen? Can you please tell me my name, I haven't checked it today I am running from something, I don't know I am searching for something, which way to go? I am trying to separate what't real Im running in a wheel From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Are we dancing all alone? Collect some stars to shine for you And start today there are only a few The sign of times my friend Avoid infinity? Are you for real? Just scratch the surface, and you will find Something to blame for a long lost time From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Are we dancing all alone? Collect some stars to shine for you And start today there are only a few The sign of times my friend Just scratch the surface, and you will find Something to blame for a long lost time From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Are we dancing all alone? Collect some stars to shine for you And start today there are only a few The sign of times my friend. From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Are we dancing all alone? Collect some stars to shine for you And start today there are only a few The sign of times my friend. From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Collect some stars to shine for you And start today there are only a few |
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from In Flames, In Flames 1집 - Lunar Strain + Subterranean [box] (1994)
"I see then nightshade grow" he spoke
And southern hounds awoke at dawn Sought for the ever-liquid of our craving Caught by the all embracing nightly sun Admass - I laugh at your feeble lies - trash Hatred in my eyes and in my blood A scream across the fields - the rivers weep A vanquished lord upon an oaken throne Grief inside my flame - grasp at my existence The seal of dawn is broken - fury Wildfire A windswept thought Out in the perimeter where laughts are No longer heard, screams no longer seen And life is always lost Gaze into the skies for they are blind Blinded by the nightshade of our lust Grinded to dust The wolves are here The beast of the savage lands They drink my blood They feast upon my remains The tears in their eyes betry Wildfire |
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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)
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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