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walking with lions
04:38
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Then the cold set in
frozen flesh, dead memories
the harsh wind was cutting through the air
that once connected.
Separates
We're on our own
icy needles can't keep you from moving
on wounded knees
All this decays
(the aftermath won't let met sleep)
All this decays
(the aftermath won't let met sleep)
And I don't want it to come to an end
And I don't want it to stop
But I, I promise this white will fade
While he's laying to rest
so cold
while he's laying to rest
she moves on
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the confusing cloud
05:22
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these eyes won't heal
they'll own metropolis
and the beloved idols withdraw
minds forfeit to reach
obeying all that glows
and the idols they adore
when the numb form the choir
big grey masks
dance in camouflage
who's the wolf?
acceptance of x-rays
these hands all unhesitant
to forgo their right to harm
arrange with pre-fixed plans
the eyes that own the cities roof
and minds laying down their arms
conspire, respire,
this air's too cold to breath in
too hot to swallow, they do
cause time will swallow them
caution taught by fear
out of reach and mind
deceit within the herds
clicks in the transmission line
they can't swim
they learned to drown
decorated by their stones
oblige to fulfill the needs
stop struggling and just feed the greed
now rearrange the shape
and throw it on the wall
inject it in the wells
in colours they can't see
rearrange the frame
a suspicous taste remains
one muted by a blow
shivering in the oddest scheme
these eyes won't heal
the carnivores are fed
plastic glares in awe
these eyes won't heal
metropolis is taken
and the beloved idols withdraw
while you're occupied by all these eyes
we'll inquire and infiltrate the spies
now rearrange the shape
and throw it on the wall
inject it in the wells
in colours they can't see
rearrange the frame
a suspicous taste remains
one muted by a blow
these eyes will learn!
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02:46
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4. |
a warm hand's glow
03:33
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backbones cut through
this gain's a veil
there's no room to subsist
so who's the messiah, a liar a thief
ripped out and wiped off
only sleepwalkers drown for oneiric ideals
their stories I've been told so far
opportunistic to the marrow
only wealthy agents will not fail
legendary
the more i learn, the more i hate, not me
where is the glow (where is the warmth)
vanity ousted a bland theory
mentality swallowed in world's cavity
one mass not heard
collapsing lungs filled with hope and despair
won't be left behind
one gap not filled
reflecting those who claim with baled fists
declaring with forked tongues
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pancernik
06:56
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bathe yourself
wallow in pitty, wallow in shame
ohh my, you poor thing
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6. |
of bending necks
06:08
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this machine brought them here
overdosed they'd carried away with guilt
while their faces turn pale
no glow, no warmth
where bones break and knees start to shake they march
no guilt, all pale
and wills disappear, tear for tear they crawl
dressed to kill but none will
drilled to obay
strokes let them stay
archetypes of a monotone flow
an oneiric understanding that theres no more
and they act like fools
in the cage made by wolves
the click makes them sick
operated by gain
entitled to warmth
there is no glow there is no warmth at all
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7. |
pearls
04:56
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this mess ain't new to me
an apathetic deaf routine
when discomfort gets me through
i step aside as i blame you
for building up and breaking down
without soul, without any ground
this won't hold any water
i move back into my corner
it used to mean the world to me
a pathetic place to be
when homesickness gets me through
i give up for something new
no building ups, no breaking downs
more soul, more solid ground
this won't hold any water
it's mine
no need to step deeper
i'm fine, somehow
it's mine
no need to step deeper
i'm fine, revive
and i took it too far
wanted too much, too fast right now
i overdosed
i lied, this is a mess to me and i'm not fine
so take it as an opposition to your regrets
one by one
i lied, this a mess to me and i'm not fine
somehow
appease or appall
revive
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brackets
04:14
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