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Appeal
01:47
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2. |
Let us go
06:40
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Let us go
We are mortified beings
Whose voices pierce through the heart
Words that no man can listen
Too heavy to bear on their minds
Thrown to lions at birth
We claw our way to the top
Screaming light from the allmighty's heaven
Illuminating the bloody path
Turn and walk away
Till the last trails of light fade away
So let us be free of you
No templates nor molds
Just beings expanding their toughts
Into unknown
Forever - Together - Lost
Bonafied demons
We're neglected from the start
Messengers of truth are snuffed in lies
Voices that come from above
Deceptive whispers, winds of unknown
Spreading music you've been playing for us
Since we were born
No one knew
That we could be free of you x 2
So let us go x 3
Light oh light oh heavenly light
Light oh light
Fades away
So let us be free of you
No temples no gods
Just a man left on his own
In the unknown
Forever
Striving
For more
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3. |
Introspection
06:53
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Introspection
Books lost, never to be read
Words entangle our thoughts
Verses change again and again
As we try to grasp it's essence
Never - able to understand our true nature
The meaning of existance escapes us
Trail of introspection leads us
On the neverending path
We gaze upon ourselves
Through countless different eyes
We reach inside and
Lose ourselves
Lose ourselves
In the maze of our mind
We thought we were gods
Morally corrupted
But we're just animals
We were never more
Self-serving parasites
Entitled dogs
Gluttons for fame
With no mind of their own
Close the book, lock the library
Abandon the questions you carry
Enter a world without uncertanty
A world without us
We gaze upon ourselves
Through countless different eyes
And lose ourselves again
In the maze of our mind
Whirlwinds will swallow our dust
When our time has come and it's finally over
Only the wind will continue to blow
We thought we were gods
Morally corrupted
But we're just animals
We were never more
Self-serving parasites
Entitled dogs
Gluttons for fame
With no mind of their own
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4. |
Social Mimicry
06:14
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Social mimicry
Oh the vision shows
Preordained catastrophe
All the people I see
Drowned in social mimicry
All the things undone
You will share their nothingness
Fade away like every other beeing
Where you ever there?
Final battle's closing in
We're marching with our blood on our hands
In a search for better times
Oh the vision shows
Mimicry's what cut our throats
All the victims appear
This night must die
Rain must leave
They all said: "Walk our way"
Offering dust - Whispering lies
Offering dust - Whispering lies
No more lies!
Once we were soldiers of utterance
We moved the anchorn of the tides
But our ship sailing to deliverence
Has vanished over night
So we drown ourselves in our bitterness
For our hope was left behind
Our anchorn's newborn indiference
That sentence us to die
So we try and try
Never to fly
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5. |
Lost in the wind
05:23
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Lost in the wind
I have searched for innocence among human race
I found what seemed like an empty hole
They dug with their hearts closed
There's nothing more desolate than human emptiness
Compulsive need to take bites of each other
In a desperate attempt to fulfill ourselves
What will we say when we're old and dying?
Searching for meaning in this wasteland of time
Villains or heroes? Will we be rememberd at all?
Once protagonist now pages swept
Lost in the wind
Lost in the wind
Lost
We float alone, tired, slowly turning into stones, stones
Tragedy without empathy - the product of our urge to control
Urge for more, more, more, more....
Ink is smeared, pages rotten
No story to tell, our book's long forgotten
What will we say when we're old and dying?
Searching for meaning in this wasteland of time
Villains or heroes? Will we be rememberd at all?
Once protagonist now pages swept
Lost in the wind
Lost in the wind x2
Lost
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6. |
Descendants of suffering
06:53
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Descendants of suffering
Sell me all those words...
We were brought to this world into pain
The world is coming down on us
Spread my wings but I'm too late to fly
Hold the sun, choke the morning
Now I'd rather see the darkness bloom
Murder of crows is coming fast for us
Time to reap what we have sown
You're not in position to be enlightening
Lost minds with words of yesterday
We were brought into this world
Into pain
Descendants of suffering
On their way to uphold the tradition
Worms devouring their own
We reap our sows, than we reap our own
The world, this world's devoid of live
As we're tilting at the windmills
Hold the sun, choke the morning
Now I'd rather see the darkness bloom
We will never leave this hellhole
Strugling until we fade away
Open your eyes in dismay
We're
Descendants of suffering
On their way to uphold the tradition x 2
We're descendants of suffering
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Opsimath Zadar, Croatia
One man project from Zadar, Croatia open for collaboration with other artists.
All instruments,
lyrics, arrangement: Kristijan Bajlo
Vocals - Bruno Longfield
Keys - Damjan Bakić
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