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Silence after
03:55
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integrity, no future
tolerance
dignity, no future
getting closer to profound
integrity, no future!
tolerance, no future!
dignity, no future!
piece by piece we're falling down
inch by inch deformed identity
slice by slice defaced nobility...down!
after human dust is gone
after all is lifeless rock
silence's gonna be so fine
back to shapeless elegance
inch by inch deformed identity
slice by slice defaced nobility
after human dust is gone
after all is lifeless rock
silence's gonna be so fine
back to shapeless elegance
feeling distant from the crowd
as madness multiplies
invoke destruction and decease
and stillness to regain
distant from the crowd
no future!
madness multiplies
desctruction and decase
no future!
and stillness to regain
after human dust is gone
after all is lifeless rock
silence's gonna be so fine
back to shapeless elegance
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Imaginary creator
06:12
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in search of sanity, faking all the beliefs
won't you admit the blind adoration
has nothing in it, no fucking sense
so remain blind and deceived
for the sake of Lord you're being ignored
there's nothing in him to appeal or adore
they have eyes, to see idols
they have ears, to hear instructions
building cages, in need to be controlled
beyond the joy of god they have nothing
confined to norms
twisted into forms by Lord
now say hello
to your mighty creator
imaginary creator
white smoke, blotted out the sun
making all perish like a six shot gun
like melting ice spreading out your thoughts
rotten within and dead with no future
they have eyes, to see idols
they have ears, to hear instructions
building cages, in need to be controlled
beyond the joy of god they have nothing
confined to norms
twisted into forms by Lord
now say hello
to your mighty creator
imaginary creator
drowning in pool of lies
choking on the absence of sense
being in dissolved state of mind
barely breathing until the next blessing
they have eyes, to see idols
they have ears, to hear instructions
building cages, in need to be controlled
beyond the joy of god they have nothing
confined to norms
twisted into forms by Lord
now say hello
to your mighty creator
imaginary creator
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All the ways to depart
04:44
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..end your pain...now
negative, emotional, beaten down
holding in fear for life, knowing not how to act
powerless, devoured by anxiety
kept inside insipid loop, with no end in sight
irritate, abdicate, procrastinate
in disgust for everything, for all defined as 'fate'
self-neglect, disconnect, counteract
hoping for, awaiting for all light becoming black
compelling existence, a heavy cross to bear?
euphoric liaison? or mystery unsolved?
once feeling unfit
you'll be haunted by merciless doom
torn, lost, out of tune
all the ways to depart you will see
all the ways to depart
to finish this merciless doom
to finish compelling existence
breaking out of this loop, yeah
irritate, abdicate, procrastinate
in disgust for everything, for all defined as 'fate'
self-neglect, disconnect, counteract
hoping for, awaiting for all light becoming black
compelling existence, a heavy cross to bear?
euphoric liaison? or mystery unsolved?
once feeling unfit
you'll be haunted by merciless doom
torn, lost, out of tune
all the ways to depart you will know
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Carrots and sticks
03:18
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[vice and malice, a hidden game to play
temptation, forbidden fruit to bite...sweet malice]
yes, to dominate
yes, to desecrate
lick and suck, and kneel and fuck, my precious
your twisted soul is waiting my command
[temptation...vice and malice]
yes, to dominate
yes, to desecrate
lick and suck, and kneel and fuck, my precious
your twisted soul is waiting my command
..i want you gentle and soft
go low, i want to feed you my wine (my sin)
carrots & sticks
my inner psycho keeps on rising
carrots & sticks
erase the brain
carrots & sticks
defy existence of so-called sin
lick and suck, and kneel and fuck, my precious
your twisted soul is waiting my command
..i want you gentle and soft
go low, i want to feed you my wine (my sin)
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Hold the curtain
04:49
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all darkest fears are woken up
as life is passing away
each simple breath, so great so fresh
now has the ultimate price
to hold the curtain and pain to stop
and any chance to take
all gods and angels, delusional
merciful as it should be
in clouds of smoke
in nightly peaceful sky
the light, the hope
the aim, the trace unknown...
hold...wait...
not now...hold end...
in clouds of smoke
in nightly peaceful sky
the light, the hope
the aim, the trace unknown
in feeble flame
in ocean deep and vast
a sign to find
and so be calm to go
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