1. |
Lycka
02:32
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Pool of mistakes
Lack of possibility
the rope is here
the act is near
Steal my purity
poison me
with your existence
Enough of this heartache
Plague me in darkness
Get me in a place
where no one can see the pain
and the lies surrounding me
A death sentence since birth
Psychologically beaten
Peel my flesh away from my soul
Dissolve my tought from my body.
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2. |
Loose Ends
02:16
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i'd rather eat my piece of bread
than to drink the blood of others
I'd rather have my glass of life
than to stab my fellow brothers
Calamity is not an infectious disease spread through the air or blood
nor a dominant gene passed down from father to son
Emaciated bones
Shivering in shrunken clothes
Wrinkled faces, tired eyes
Watching the sun is their only prize Thorns of destitution germinating from thrones
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3. |
Devotion
02:01
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Some of us are entitled to a name taller than our shady ambitions
From which we base ourselves
Just to get through
The impressions we gave to our dearest And again, we still feel this perpetual void
With all these symphonies we write
Just to get through
Devotion is just another form of gimmick In which we characterize our hatred
Just to get throught
The impression we gave to people
and again, its pitch black
"La frénesie s'en prends à l'innocence, présomptueux et à la fois
incertains de nos actions"
Just to get through
Just to get through with this shit
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4. |
Quid Pro Quo (Loom)
03:07
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Gathering the pieces
to see what I'll get
I tried many times before
and never had it done
My will is missing
contemplating the emptiness of my soul
A greater void than it used to be expanding like a black hole
Lack the strength to stand
I keep screaming till my lungs bleed
But nothing come out
Stranded alone
Committed to self decay
This is the life I deserve
Counting the hours day by day
cant cope with the past I beg you to end it fast.
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5. |
Blackened Earth
04:59
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Slowly escaping from reality
Disconnected from the world around me Despising humanity
Rejecting the ideals of society
This place is cursed
and no one can save us
The rich holding the poor
Caught behind these walls
Gotta find a way to make them fall
Reign in the streets
Blackened earth
Washed out minds
fallen Idols
despair suffering
Blackened earth
Victims of mass control
manipulated like dolls
Never stop to follow like sheeps
we gotta make a move
or we will forever sink
Be scared of what you see
judge by what you hear
Numb by the dream they are told ,
held by a leash
Blackened earth/ Atrocity
Stop acting like your blind
Start using your mind
Is this what you want to be
in this miserable society
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6. |
Fool's Paradise
00:20
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natural hatred
nothing can change
this is not for me I belong nowhere happiness as an illusion
i’ve found a solution
Clean this mess from my mind
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7. |
XXIII
02:16
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Roaming in a senseless circle
where theres nothing left to learn Roaming in a endless path
No direction
No helping hands
Cautious about what scares me
Facing the truth of life isn’t easy
I cant climb
I’m just drowning
Took everything for granted and throw it away
Trying to find a meaning
in this shallow life
Shadowed by the presence of
brighter souls
Blinded by my own perception
Tired of my own realisations
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9. |
Ebb
03:55
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Tragedies dictate our lives
Gasping for air, yet I am still breathing
Heavy heart beats with a stagnant beat
I tried to capture the moment
of the ebb's decay
Tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
Tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
As wistful evening bleeds away
Ambition fades with soft sunset.
Convulsion, revulsion, pathetic, emotive
Tragedies dictate our lives
Gasping for air, yet I am still breathing
Heavy heart beats with a stagnant beat
I tried to capture the moment
of the ebb's decay
tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
Tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
On the shore my life is thrashing
The story’s ending, unknown
Life is such ebb and flow
Life is such come and go
Tragedies dictate our lives
Gasping for air, yet I am still breathing
Heavy heart beats with a stagnant beat
I tried to capture the moment
of the ebb's decay
Tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
Tragedies dictate our lives
In an unknown sea of blue
Begin anew/Start afresh.
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10. |
Vow
03:39
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casting the first stone into the unknown
descending from the north
walking a path written in stone
we came to steal your southern ground
we divide your lands ,
take your pride plundering with all our will our ships
fueled by hate moving forward
on a sea of blood
far from home we will keep moving
we will rise and we will invade
you will beg as our blades
sever your heads
there is no place to hide when you cry for the sake of death
our sons , our legacy
soon we’ll be gods
ours souls
Crawling through the gates
the sins of our fathers as our Guide
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11. |
Hérésie
03:21
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Perceptions douloureuses
Perceptions douloureuses
Nous aspirons à l’authenticité
quand tous les cris sont frivoles
J’aimerais pouvoir dire que cette foi m’a sauvé
Mais l’hérésie m’as traîné
avec la marée du temps
Dans mon énonciation
pourtant j’ai été dupe
Ce bonheur c’est terminé et ironiquement les choses deviennent funèbres
Debout sur l’arche un front inquiet
Debout sur l’arche un front inquiet
Nous aspirons à l’authenticité
Quand tous les cris sont frivoles
Debout sur l’arche un front inquiet
Debout sur l’arche un front inquiet
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12. |
Dogmatic
03:14
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Relating to this run of the mill doctrine
Following this narrow path
Skeptism has nothing to do
with negativity
I'm just applying reason
Naïve realism
Go ahead
and let your axioms and regulations
define your humdrum existence
Dogmatic
I'll go toward with ideas
that are beneficial to mankind
But especially to myself
I'm just applying reason
Naïve realism.
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Modern Eyes Montreal, Québec
Montréal, Qc Dark Hardcore/ Crust
Contact : moderneyesmtl@gmail.com
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