1. |
A Symbol I Sensed
04:59
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My hand is almost burned by the warmth of your
but the depth between us is getting wider and wider,
it's so hard to accept this is real because of me,
it's so easy to lose this world because of you.
Don't follow me! Don't follow! Because I'm against myself.
Don't love me! Don't love me! Love is a symbol.
Last words sound like the last nail in coffin of hopes,
angels below, demons above signed an alliance to conquer all.
Earth is crying, sky is bleeding,
book includes only one final chapter,
I have to run from this place, give me a sign!
You kissed me — pay!
For a moments of weakness I have,
go crazy over the rye,
here's a razor! I give you a chance,
this is your last fucking chance.
Step out of embarrassment, step into nowhere.
Flight from experience does not give you a future.
Through the cemetery gates, to the beginning of the birth
I'm afraid to realize this was the end from the beginning,
digging inside we're looking for answers
but I'm so far from your mercy,
disengaged by my own dreams
I’m still so far from your mercy.
Don't follow me! Don't follow! Because I'm against myself.
Don't love me! Don't love me! Love is a symbol.
Through the cemetery gates, to the beginning of the birth
I'm afraid to realize this was the end from the beginning,
I'm afraid to realize this is the end.
Regret will always wait for you!
Regret will always wait for you in the end!
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2. |
By Means of Evasion
04:01
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Rivers are full of souls,
run away from yourself!
Rivers are full of souls,
there are no maple trees in forest,
hunters started looking for meanings
in this nonsensical struggle.
Feeling of existence
it was consumed by the path which had been buried
by desires where I was dragging without ideas,
I felt this every time I died.
This has happened many times before,
so many times before…
Before I knew what sorrow was,
before I knew what despair was.
There is no truth under the ice,
welcome to another lie!
Let me be your sacrifice,
can you show me your eyes wide shut?
Into the memories I see your face,
and it looks like a razor is the only way
to cut down this hate and stop this disgrace,
help me at least defeat this jester race.
Another day, another explosion in the creator mind,
no matter how heavy the burden if you decided to try,
go forward to the palace through the cries of martyrs,
no matter how heavy the burden if you decided to try.
In the pieces of the past nothing reflects happiness,
the Blue Mountains are far away, keep going to the death,
keep going to the death!
Into the memories I see your face,
and it looks like a razor is the only way
to cut down this hate and stop this disgrace,
help me at least defeat this jester race.
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3. |
Apology, Pt.1
03:51
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Lost in your mind, at the end of the maze,
there is no collision, slight defeat, farewell.
My protector is ugly, limping and moaning,
hope this is the last emotion in this life.
Craving to avoid unexpected feebleness,
stopped by shadow of a spineless beast and disease,
caught this fragile body, poison enters the veins.
Let it eat identity, set your life up for deformity,
set your life up for deformity!
It’s too late to return I'm so vulnerable in your arms,
pangs of conscience are what I feel I'm still dying inside and rotting.
There is the light at the end of the tunnel but I’m blinded by lost feelings,
my hands are tied with the tears, tears from fears born in the past.
I see fragments of the past against a fragile wall,
where is your soul? Where is your soul?
Show me your eyes I just want to realize
what’s left of me? What’s left of us?
What’s left of us on the fragments of the past?
Waterfall of dead stories I'm so scared to see this,
bypass road has been found inside but I've got a bullet in my head.
I reached the finish line with bleeding wounds and first aid was just another torture,
holes become hollow, they are drilled with a dull pain,
endless dull pain from jail to the grave.
It’s too late to return I'm so vulnerable in your arms,
pangs of conscience are what I feel I'm still dying inside and rotting.
There is the light at the end of the tunnel but I’m blinded by lost feelings,
my hands are tied with the tears, tears from fears born in the past.
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4. |
Apology, Pt.2
01:56
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I see the fragments of the past against a fragile wall,
where is your soul? Where is your soul?
Show me your eyes I just want to realize
what’s left of me? What’s left of us?
Killing loneliness,
mirrors only show this,
Disfigured by loneliness,
and this distance between us.
There are no bridges to cross these rivers,
one more breath and the last step to nowhere.
Thirst Quenched by Despair
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CAVALCADE RECORDS Warsaw, Poland
Invasion Movement®
A footprint, beyond the time.
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