1. |
Resist To Rebuild
04:00
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Into the grey we walk
Mindless and confused
In the name of an old edict
A doctrine we never question
Emotions that are not our own
Degenerated by loss and order
Born to consume
We can't reinforce dystopia any longer
A life without a meaning
Our dreadful stampede towards digitality
Is the manifest of wrongs
Resist to rebuild this world
Take the weapons you got by birth
Enshrine your relations to death
Process the beauty that's on your mind
A request for harmony indeed
But requires an act of inner rage
Lunatic forms shall reveal the truth
To free the scourged one's from lies
A rainbow message to spread the news
Distrust and convenience come to an end
The blackness drifts away ...
Firestorms hail the cosmos once so crimson
The souls of red never burn again
Where the shadows of death may lie
It's a choice between heaven and hell
To let the mist dance again
Oh, can't you see the recreation of your eyes?
The recreation of your eyes ...
... to drown in beauty again
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2. |
The Liquid Everything
07:03
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An invisible float swims in crystal shades
Of sophisticated life parades
The visionary retro carnage
Avoids the tear-soaked fragments of eternity
At the break of autumn
The leaves of rust disease that lovelorn place
A winter's bane to entice my soul to sins
Just another magic driven fear
Skywards we fly
The recreation of eyes
Skywards the future
With a destructive plan
This is the liquid everything
Embodiment of wrongs
Surface beyond a purple light
No guideline in sight
There is no hell, there is no heaven
There is no god, there is no master
You just forgot to trust what you see
Therefore to not wake up from your coma
Atmospheric crossroads
That fade to grey, fade to nothing
Breathless dawn, the smell of suicide
Just another nihilistic age to come
This is a bleakful happening
A flood of disgrace and dreadful nights
A shelter to avoid ...
... Life
You can't explain the fever
That pulverizes your veins
You can't explain the tides
That navigate our lives
These are the mountains
That embody our inborn chaos
The liquid everything is here
It is everywhere ...
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3. |
Three Kings
04:43
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Cast aside the chains of utopian dreams
Giants awake from their breathless sleep
This is a tale full of hope and light
Because he found the keywords to deliver
Them from their locked up places
Crooked blood will cry again
The black swans unchained to destruct
To maintain the wisdom that was forgotten
On wings of fire they arise
Three kings will fly again
Across the earth that shines
Solar dawn and crytal blades
Back up the world so bright
I will leave the fires
Unmask the backdoor of mankind to face new horizons
The black swans now return from their graves
The meaning of pain gets now reversed
An energy now discharged by martyrs
On wings of fire they arise
Three kings will fly again
Across the earth that shines
Solar dawn and crytal blades
Back up the world so bright
To a world so bright ...
To a hope forlorn ...
To a lovelorn feeling ...
The kings will fly ...
Again will fly ...
Again and again ....
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4. |
The Art of The Sun
05:47
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Born to a world of snow and ice
A misery withdrawn
To catch the breaking point
Between the lines of time, a life of shame
Stuck to oblivion and stuck to a plague
Depart the shores of mind-control
To revail some secrets laid to rest
Broken promises, shadows beyond
To cover skin and eat some heart
To catch the rainbow from afar
A journey from the polychrome
Unto orgasmic everdreams
Weird emotions of a stillborn identity
Another spearhead to find
It's the flight of emotions to guide
Imprisoned in celestial gravity
To be the lighter in cosmic emptiness
Invisible writer that spits out the lines
Bode well the challenge to get outside
Of dirt and fires carved up by no light
Another depression to find
The purity of betrayal and
Some blotted blood's cries
We are the cancer born
Sworn to the moon inside
Just obstructured the place
Where the art of the sun fornever lies
The weight of silence - a moonchild's illusion
The negation of trauma - a starchild's sorrow
An I-Conception that misled
Eternal weepings in silent nights
Someday we rot as gods in hell
Down in the valley of thy kingdom
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5. |
Skywards We Fly
02:44
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6. |
Heretic Souls
05:14
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They call him traitor
This world shall be dead
Cause of it's false faces
It's coated in the dreams of black
Did you ever belie your fate?
Did you ever question the machines?
From the outermost spaces you have to
Wander the bridge of time
Destinations pre-programmed
As you walk beyond the rats
Is it fate or a retro carnage
Or a story untold?
Just fires that feel cold
Choke down my fearful eyes
To dare the heralds of the fall
And uncover the wrongs
From the eyes of a traitor
You watch new skies arise
Ten thousand blades and
The demise of heretic souls
From the eyes of a traitor
You watch old horizons die
Ten thousand fists and
The demise of heretic souls
What you seed, you will get
An outbreak from the center of the eye
Like a colossus born from stone
Cold winds bring new infernos
As I run away from the spikes
Of our yet finished dystopia
To a world full of miracles
And a mysticism that is real forevermore
Heretic ways to find ...
The demon's lies ...
Heretic souls we are ...
Forevermore ...
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7. |
Psychotic Kingdom
06:12
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From ancient wisdom to the world we know today
A shallow end, a hole of fear
The quest for truth, the search of light
Why do we die everyday with the hourglass in our hands?
With outstretched fingers to await the flames
Souls that wither to tell stories of pain
Swallow the pill and abandon to masters unreal
A song from a world in disgrace
This is the heartbeat of tragic minds
Don't you realize the loss of your freedom
Skywards we fly
Welcome to the psychotic kingdom
Streets of isolation and towers of evil
They manipulate the free will
And drink our blood
Obvious demon rides, obvious error words
There is no absolution in this hateful world
Demoralize their pride, demoralize their justice
An ideology corrupted at it's birth
Everything is grey
And everything is built on stones
Can there be a spark of light?
Can there be a glimpse of hope?
Destroy it and bleed it out
There must be a different way to find reality
Without thy bound, without thy lies
To dream beyond thy shadows, beyond thy creation
Psychotic ways to find the truth
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8. |
Dying Race Domain
06:25
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Sex feet below death, a universe lost
Veiled in the porcelain shadows of fiction and the endless abyss
No skies to embark upon a renewal
Damned to march alone, onward the inmost
As we dream of pale white lights, some guideline in sight
To burn in circles endlessly
Egomania implanted to the center of the eye
Born to fail, born to despise with a burning crown
Moulding constantly for the gods of nothing
It's never ending, the dying race domain
Enclosed by their morgwue and feeded with their lies
Heavens created to explore a place forlorn
Into the fields of eternity where pain will die
May the stars show us the truth we never find
It's never ending, the dying race domain
Enclosed by their morgwue and feeded with their lies
It's never ending, the dying race domain
Dancing on their graves, drifting into the evergrey
I'm riding down the flood versus time and destiny
I'm falling asleep by the void with fever in my vains
Our cosmos will prevail all false ideals
Our bitterness will lead your life
Ten thousand fists of tragedy will rush towards the end
These wintersouls will fly beneath the grounds
To resist and to rebuild
Eradication brought demise, a fading sun
The apocalypse brought neverland, a fading life
And the earth stood still ...
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9. |
In Circles Forever
05:10
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Go and praise your wealth to bid all moral farewell
Drown in your selfish gloom, absorb their doctrine
Go and praise your fall with a despiteful kind
Of solitude and a firmament that is your golden cage
The grey shepherds come along
An everlasting message burns
Minds to absence and hearts to loss
Humanity turns in circles forever
In tribal beats without harmony
Cosmic relations are lost in visions
Of apathy and carnal faults
Drink from poisoned water and live that despiteful way
Disgress from the idle shores to wear your selfish crown
Why take the easy way, if obscurity has to offer something more?
Toxic manipulation is what you get
If you don't start to think for yourself
The TV lies and the newspaper does
A planet exploited
Will we ever stand these walls?
Will we ever alow that to happen?
Yes, we are the abandoned ones
But there is a hope to come
Our escapism is no way out
Our social distance is no outcry
Let's just throw away the crowns
And leave it all behind
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10. |
Reflections
03:17
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