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I demand nothing
But I want it all
What privillege do we get under the sun,
That gives us the right to the throne
Species come and go,but the earth stands forever fast,
All river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full,
To discover the loneliness, and to be proud to show the wounds,
Will forever wander alone through the years?
But I wont let you near,begging for you to understand,
The fear that lives in my soul which is an untouched spring
Read, what is written on the silent mouth,
What is written in the soul,
For which is written in the shining silence,
We all have to read
My body will be bent from the burdens,
When the shaking floor of life force,
Reveals it's chasm underneath,
If only one could be two steps ahead
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egoism dictates human relations
a world where fashion outshines morality
here success is written in blood-red colours
designed by the thirst for power
gather the faithful and propose a toast
to the epoch of indifference
an all to ordinary story
with aftertaste so bitter
forced to be someone I don't want to be
I'm losing myself. sinking deeper down
I'm caught in the world wound web
a time represented by the void
an excuse without content
stuck in the abyss of existence
with a content void of excuse
an all to ordinary story
this is my story
with an aftertaste so bitter
sinking deeper down
I'm caught - I'm cage
I'm gone
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I perish and nobody will know
as my mouth remains still
my heart awaits me. filled with gravel
as the pain grows with each touch
since I marked her out from my tower
reality focused through forbidden lenses
she owns enough of preciousness
a penalty given by the source
but I still have no choice through
the hinderens freighten
a labyrinth closing at the edge of space
but they never allow
she's shut... for all beings but one
I give, I scorn, I threat
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In your world, the day is no threat
in my world, there is an absence of light
"genetic superiour cell" controled
by fathomless and undearable
A radical new form of plastic and rage
biologically optomized
but with a strangling pulse
In your world, you find me worthy
in my world, I "parashoot" my life
a virtual drogstore populated
by the fathomless and unbearable
Machine, meat and blood
in an intimate relationship
the new - superior -
more effective than all the preceeding
Where we can no longer
cry and reality is torn
then itґs easy to forget
that the responsibillity lies on us all
In your world, the night is no threat
in my world, the darkness
transforms to a vision of hell
populated by fathomless and unbearable
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thruth serves them embrace
and defend her case
part flattery, part threats
"for those who cling to this
dominion will partake in it's fall"
with his silence, he passes the
judgement over them
"with your feverish signs of force
you'll make them and yourself to
believe that he still retains his full power"
as a platform for divine fondations,
you want to make them suck
shallowness and beauty
was all that concerned her body
but the soul, her divine guest
were thrust to the bottom
surrendered to the sect
that has risen from it's womb
"for those who cling to this
dominion will partake in it's fall"
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I'll take you on a ride
As a part-owner to my pain
Our ideals they collide
Coerced coexistence
I fought the world today - postpone my birth again
We stumble on and one - but bound to die alone
Pain - I'm selling my soul today
Pain - I need some sympathy
This infiltrates my brain
"in the sunshine the sun is mine"
Pitiless wanderer
Close your eyes and bow your head
Grotesque thoughts in a line
threw my wings onto the blazing sun
Smile stretched on old trees
Eternal Grining jester masque
Pain - I'm selling my soul today
Pain - I need some sympathy
Don't hurt a fly they all sing
We're just ants in a great big play
commercialize-infect-annihilate-progress
visualize-inhale-pretend-betray
I'll take you on a ride
As a part-owner to my pain
Pain - I'm selling my soul today
Pain - I need some sympathy
Don't hurt a fly they all sing
We're just ants in a great big play
commercialize-infect-annihilate-progress
visualize-inhale-pretend-betray
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A sad song it was,
through renewal it brought
and a month seems sometimes shorter
than a half nights longing
hidden and hard are the reasons for war
polar twist, invert and flea
I can't dissolve this feeling of mine
but patience will unlock the door
and the maps of reasons re-written for me
when the wait is over and the punishment is due
each day I crawl to the hall of the giants
and I beg for mercy -
and I beg for mercy in vein
one night is a mare - two is worse
How can I manage three?
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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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Should I defend you for who you are?
the laws are changed and useless!
on their way to a deserted town
where empty windows wave goodbye
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
I'm changed by the shock
and the weight of the punch
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
ragments of a futile being
a puzzle to the noble ones
ignorant and pitiless they stride
the world around me -
spartanic, minimalistic
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
the large scale plan that once where
you've now drained from life
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
wo knows the proper reasons
why it all begins and ends?
ignorant and pitiless they stride
"you are but a form",
the clean, harsh silence passes
"genuine" visions by the noble
ones for the noble ones
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the great word of blessendness
and a feeling of ease
a cup of the well of freedom
and a life we joyfully drink
inside, all was new, but outwards
nothing had changed
an escapade,
then to the altar to
evaluate all parts
of the great mystery
but all remains
on the same spot,
no signs of a new season
in my hand is a new word,
but the word is still
without body
a hidden life-stream that
swells in the deep
will soon give the word
a second face
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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 too I feel
Yes, but to earthly eyes I am gone
To the lands where legends never die
Take me to the twilight land tonight
Again and again and again, every night
The darkness climbs through my walls
Where the screaming is silent to the corrupted ears
Never to any man I will spear
My speech 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, never 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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