1. |
Ode to Love
02:52
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Melting carpet of emptiness
Naked embryo
The love
Broken and frozen
Neverending wall
Blinding form
Tense point
Of hours conflicting
*Verse*
How much time will pass
Till we hear through cold
How much time will pass
Till eyes take vision back
How many of us will shatter
In search of their fate
How many symbols the lost left
Take place in ode to futility
No time left
it is licking through wounds
No miracle
will heal eye poisoned by tears
How comes that walk
driven by desire to feel
Abstract love is dying
freezing winter is our gift
*Verse*
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2. |
The Mist
04:08
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*Verse 1*
Drown in thick clouds of fog
Barely making their way
Brainless muppets, guided by fear
Are stomping in search of the pray
*Chorus*
Розітнуте повітря;
Команда до битви;
Рани та смерть;
Братовбивство.
*Pre-break*
Stuffed with the general's will
March towards fight for the right
Chains clenching is almost real
Pressure of fog turns blind
*Breakdown*
Моє тіло у полум'ї.
Падіння тіл до землі.
Туман щез…
Самотній! Самотній!
*Chorus*
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3. |
Pillars of Light
05:19
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*Verse 1*
Pale gleam,
Get awake.
Reflection below
Embrace what is true.
*Chorus*
Take a ware look at crown of the trees
as wondering all alone.
Shining pillars of light created by sun
but soon it all will be gone.
Wait a bit longer and the beauty dissolves
all at once dissapeared.
Gentle crackling of last piece of mind
empty howling of the wind.
*Monologue*
The most beautiful thing about black is absence…
absence of anything enlightening!
Such an absence inside human mind
is the presence of sence.
But whats the most amusing
is denial of sence.
Filling the void with such a denial…
But eventually all the precious things are trashed
and buried beneath the darkness.
*Verse 2*
Pale gleam,
just trace.
The darkness.
Revolving and crooking.
*Chorus*
*Breakdown*
Impalement of truth.
Embrace the misery.
Just a matter of time.
The blindness is cured.
*Verse 3*
No light,
To feed off.
Scorched.
Gone with the wind…
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4. |
Slowly We Rot (Obituary)
03:28
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Kill all.
Fight death.
Lesions
fighting love.
Fight them all in a living hell.
Slowly rot and you die.
You fight death as you slowly realize.
Kill them all.
Fight death and slowly read in the love.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we rot.
Slowly we rot.
Dead to all.
Fighting as you slowly read in your love.
Fighting the sword.
The sword is your plow.
Dead to all.
Fighting as you're slowly rotting in hell.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we dwell.
Slowly we dwell.
Decharge.
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5. |
Perpetual Doom
03:34
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The atrocity of your existence…
*Verse*
Pure amusement watching them crawl
Guided with light in the void
All their hopes will soon tumble down
As they see how they made up it all
Look up to your father and lord
From the bottomless pit of despair
Try not to get blind by shine of the halo
Shine of the flames of your personal hell
*Chorus*
Pitiful creatures
Fall down on your knees
Your saviours feet kissed
Hypocrate revealed
Beg for the mercy
Beg for the cleanse
Your hideous insects
Not knowing the pain never ends
*Breakdown*
Hail to the cross
Feel pierced by the nails
Perpetual doom
You`ll soon be disgraced
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6. |
Savior
02:47
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*Verse 1*
Cross is placed upside down
Dance of hands forming pentagram
*Chorus*
Art piece "Depths of despair"
Blamed like ever was there
Horrifiyng deeds
Human filth
*Verse 2*
Trail of blood covering past
Only blaming fiction helps mind to last
Veil of blindness hiding truth
Cursed portrait reflecting your soul
*Chorus*
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7. |
Poetry of Truth
03:15
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*Verse 1*
The air has infested constant praise of a sin
The image of laughter been distorted in grin
If only the consequences were written on path
Unspeakable filth born out of pure wrath
Curse is now
Hallowed in vain
Poetry of truth
Recalled in pain
*Chorus*
Power of cure is a pure delusion
Shattered pieces are prison for souls
Reason to live, is pointless
and personal trait each one has;
illusion
of value we give
illusion of empathy
*Verse 2*
a frame of a dream could be made of flowers
filling the air with unthinkable scent
why would you choose a frame of flames
turning ones desire to the ashes instead
keep your pieces in your own existence
to decay,
descent,
eternally
rot
*Outro*
yuh
slice the filth stuck in your throat
oh
dull the blade
use the lancet not for murder at once
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