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Denial-Card
05:20
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We are the self-proclaimed masters of the earth,
but refuse responsibility
In the name of profit and egoism
we always turn our eyes away
We play the denial-card and go on with our lives,
based on abuse and suffering of less privileged
Ain't life a gift?
We all know the cruelty that hides behind the dark industrial corners of our everyday life
Stripped of life without choice, exploited without a voice
Born and bred behind bars, branded with physical/emotional scars,
only to be fed to the machine
We play the denial-card and go on with our lives, based on abuse and suffering of less privileged
Ain't life a gift?
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2. |
Within Fairytales
06:28
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I behold humanity from afar and it seems that they live such petty lives
in despair, so afraid and surrounded by lies
They never seem to find what they are looking for
The lighthouse has been my haven
A sanctuary from all the madness around
For forty years I've chosen isolation over hysterical stress in the heart of the town
I could never be away from the ocean
she sings to me and the sound of her waves they calm me
When I'm alone with her it's like she whispers to me If I'm away I can hear her calling Her depths are to me, a profound mystery
Below lies another world unseen
One night would turn out to be special
and confirm the stories I've heard as a boy
I guess I always searched for the truth within those fairytales
Naked in the moonlight she appeared
Her upper body was in human form
but below her waist instead of legs
was a tail as that of a fish
I know that she saw me as well
She kept staring back at me
then slipped into darkness again
and calm was the ocean
When I'm alone with her she whispers to me
If I'm away I can hear her calling
Her appearance to me, pure divinity
Beyond there's another world unseen
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3. |
Relief
04:21
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And it was as if she saw right through me
through the layers and what is hidden beneath
but she did not judge or condemn
her smile in silence still comforts me
And she made me feel understood
with wonder I beheld her presence
her majesty made my heart race
yet stripped me of my breath
Is it really wrong to succumb to our cravings
when this moment may be all that we have?
Maybe one day we'll look back at this
with hearts full of regret?
She felt like a higher spirit
when I stood naked before her light
The shackles of shame now broken
her name was Relief
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To the smell of burning sails
and the sight of fear in their eyes
I take command and we charge as one
I am the cruel specter of nightmares
my flag, the sign of your demise
We toast the devil and aim at your heart
Your souls belong to us
Your damaged ships our only loss
Like a grand tidal wave we strike
leaving only shadows of death behind
Mythic stories shall be told
we loot both your bones and gold
My crew of undead feasting on spirits of life
Fire glowing in a beard black as night
"Queen Anne's Revenge" your death omen-sight
The Great Devil comes
no quarter will be asked or given
I am the Shadow in the burning sunset
I am the black wave that devours
My flag, the sign of impending doo
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5. |
Vampire
06:02
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Day after day you keep draining me
how many days must I give till you see
your darkness within is starting to spread
manifesting in daylight, so perfectly they wed
Your cancerous hunger is the skeleton key
to mental penetration
Emotional rape and domination
the recipe for self-creation
Vampire
Cursed to feel lonely in the crowd
Trampling the minds of those who let you in
ripping and tearing the remains of well-being
Vampire
Unable to quench your insatiable thirst
Draining and feeding there's no end in sight
There's no escaping the eternal night
Erasing the smiles of those close to you
There's no joy left once the feeding is through
The illusion of trust you create so well
before revealing and unleashing hell
Belittling others to regain the spotlight
Desperation your guiding force
Tactical expansion of your social circles
to secure the feeding tonight
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6. |
Under The Wintersun
04:38
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Instrumental
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7. |
Cog
04:50
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Life works like a drug
In time the kick won't reach the usual high
and the desperate search for it will devour you from the inside
Lives crushed under the cogs of society
Spinning faster and faster
Billboards blinding us with a utopic future
that never comes
Control your emotions
make them fuel for your endless task
as you keep their cogs in motion yet another day
The price you pay
The curse of sight in the world of the blind
The comforting thought
this too will end someday
All those dreams you once had
are they gone or abandoned
or turned into something twisted
A reminder of how far astray you have gone
And you said to yourself you'd make it
Because they all had faith in you
Doubt by doubt you are falling apart
The fears become true
Control your emotions
make them fuel for your endless task
as you keep their cogs in motion yet another day
The price you pay
The curse of sight in the world of the blind
The comforting thought
this too will end someday
Search for that moment in every day
that will keep that fading spark ignited
And know that too shall fade
turn into something else
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8. |
Scalpel-God
03:52
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Oh Scalpel-God,we kneel before you
and lick your blades
Your servants we are for life
as you trigger our need for validation
As we bathe in our own blood and pain
satisfaction runs through our bodies
Correct the error of our ways
strive for the beauty that could be ours
Erase our fear of growing old
Oh Scalpel-God, You do not judge
And if our offspring cannot measure up
to our standards
You could always intervene and correct the error of their ways
Oh High Priest of the Laboratory
We grant you access to our pregnant bodies
May you scan our foetuses for flaws
Enhance them to match our aesthetic demands
But we will constantly deny
the ugliness inside of our minds that no one can heal
For what does not meet the eye
would probably make us wanna say goodbye
And let you end our lives, Oh Scalpel-God
For the sickness in our minds cannot be stopped
unless we turn away from you, oh Scalpel-God
Our final meeting will be the result of insight
Our final meeting will end in tears and blood
On our final meeting we will control You Oh Scalpel-God
To correct the error of our ways...
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9. |
Open Road
06:51
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I never thought I'd be nostalgic
But the longer I ride this open road
The memories bring me closer to home
The greatest loss: what dies within us
Along the road we give up hope,
settle and lower the bar
But somehow this rage builds inside of me
It's like I'm not allowed to relax, to feel free
I see a set path laid out for me to ride
And even behind the wheels I don't get to decide
This steel prison is a product of my own hands
I'm stuck drawing the same circles in the sand
I'm locked inside a cage for my own safety
But in the end the air grows thin and I'm longing to be free
Sometimes the journey is the destination
Sometimes the journey is just an escape
Would you turn the engine off if you arrive?
Because it just might mean that you are dead inside
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10. |
Ashes In Your Mouth
06:21
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When the fruits of joy has turned to ashes in your mouth
When your biggest fear has become life itself
When you push others away
because they'll see you for what you really are
When you hurt yourself to remember
what it is like to feel something
When the mirror tells a tale you deeply deny
When the feeling of hate that burned bright has been engulfed by nothingness
When you imagine the upcoming end
and feel a glimpse of hope
When you lack the strength to release yourself from your vessel
but count the days
When the only answer is silence
When visions through the bottle unsharpens
the edges of the painful reality
Your purpose vastly misunderstood
Erosion
Of the self
The bearing structure rotten
The inner plague
Eating all
What once was
All forgotten
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