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Supremacy
05:08
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I can't shed no more of what I thought was skin
Fluid turns to stone the air is getting thin
I can't take no more
Beyond expiration
Black void equals source
Witness termination
Reaching far beyond the red line of demise
Rude fragmentation comes in a new disguise
Ever changing silhouettes
In those old wintery woods
Vanishing so it shall be
Vivid void supremacy
At last all will belayed
Carried away in the everlight
Oh destiny will you set me free
Early before catastrophe
Early I solidify
The day makes me terrify
Only longing for the night
This way my life goes by
At last I cannot say I was amazed
Now it's all too late
Oh destiny will you set me free
Early before catastrophe
I can't take no more
Beyond expiration
Black void equals source
Witness termination
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Tunnel
06:15
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Risk a look into the endless deep
I'm still waiting for the call of the divine
In the pale light of creation mist
Who might be the next one in the fatal line
Liberation of disease
Fade in the dawn
In the end everything will be...
I believed that we were here to stay
But we slowly drift away
Everybody must give up control
Sooner or later we all will fall
Magnificence irreplaceable
Meaningless in the face of endlessness
Liberation of disease
Fade in the dawn
In the end everything will be...
Revelations of subconsciousness
Meaningful turns into nothingness
Men-at-arms gently falling into sleep
I believed that we were here to stay
But we slowly drift away
In the dark there's just one
No division when we're gone
In the dark there's just one
When we're gone
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Gemstone
03:32
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In the mourning of demise a blink of tender light
In the endless woods of time a gem you'll never find
Tender laid for billion years – arrival on delay
Liberation of tomorrow – sorrow of today
Buried far a place to sleep forgotten memories
Hidden well down in the deep enchanted by belief that might rescue thee
Words you cannot understand appearing in your head
By ardent expectancy of an event that might and will soon be held
Tender laid for billion years – arrival on delay
Liberation of tomorrow – sorrow of today
Endless ceremony of heartless betrayel
Artificial persecutor right behind me
Can anybody out there hear my lonely call?
Is there someone at all?
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4. |
End of the Line
05:47
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Mind hopes we're on for better
Matter says no, we'll never
I can't withstand this pressure anymore
Since I have an earwig of a song
Which remains better unsung
It is time, say goodbye
This is the end of the line
In the dark, the faceless I
Keeps watching over me
No reward in this endeavour
All nonsense now and forever
I cannot see a spark of light in the empty
Since I'm constantly hearing that song
Which remains better unsung
It is time, say goodbye
This is the end of the line
In the dark, the faceless I
Keeps watching over me
It is time, say goodbye
Walk the line one more time
In the dark, the faceless I
Keeps watching over me
We knew it all before
Now it's too late:
Take your time to contemplate
Take your life to correlate
Take your time to contemplate
Take your life to correlate
One might have heard it's all for real
Unluckily I'm not made of steel
Remembering how it used to be
I weep
Still alive but no inside
Unbearable cold nowhere to hide
No conclusion just regrets
And heart neglect
Take your time to contemplate
Take your life to correlate
Take your time to contemplate
Take your life to correlate
It is time, say goodbye
This is the end of the line
In the dark, the faceless I
Keeps watching over me
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Black Curtain
06:49
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So many ways to cross the line but just one try
So many ways to cross the line but just one try
So many times I walked the line and tried so hard to go inside
I tried so hard
In this moment I shall find
In this moment I shall find my peace of mind
Eyes behind the trees, are you watching me?
Tell me what you see, something to believe?
Eyes behind the trees, are you watching me?
Tell me what you see, something to hold on to believe!?
Open wide, straight aligned to a point in beyond
Meditation in front of the black curtain
Meditation in front of the black curtain
Met a wanderer dressed in clothes hard to believe
He seemed blind with his white cloudy eyes
He opened up his mouth and might have tried to say something
All I heard was a strange frightening sound
Like a spark of light that would hit me in the night
It came to my mind whom I see
An odd reflection in a cracked mirror
The man is no one else but myself
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