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A Desecrated Perception
10:17
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Trapped in this glass prison
The irridescent beauty. A refracted, distorted, reality
A lie
Shattering the walls, I've erected
The shield I have built
My only defense
Tearing away sinew, and flesh
To reveal to you, my heart
Amidst this bloodstained mess you gaze, upon the truth
Stare into my eyes, and comprehend
A desecration of your perception
All I am, and all I have become
Nothing
All is lost,
Or so it seems
But I still see your face,
In my dreams
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Master of Glass
05:29
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With listless eyes, and shaking hands,
I trace the contour of your body
For but a blissful moment;
I believe things might be different
A phoenix, reversed
I place my hands around your neck,
And bring you to my lips
Drawing your hollowness into me,
I become less than nothing
Help me see,
That I am not your master
I cannot see,
That I am not your master
Drained, from my hands, you fall
Weightless; for a moment
Empty
Fragments
I feel you in my veins now,
As I crash to the floor
A dizzying scream escapes my lips
I am yours
You have destroyed me,
As surely as I've destroyed myself
I thought I could control you,
I couldn't even control myself
Please, tell me why do I still want you?
Help me see,
That I was not your master
I can not see
That I was not your master
Fading, I lie here,
Empty and broken
Surely there something,
That I could have done
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3. |
For Absurdity's Sake
06:45
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(Instrumental)
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How Clouds are Born
10:13
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Heaven is a lie I've told myself,
But no less so, is truth
I've walked the wakeless corners of my mind
The only real place I can affirm
Searching
For something
Anything
An answer
And have found nothing
Pervasive
Ubiquitous
The plague of man
The answer
Has been hiding in the silence of the question
And it is nothing
I have stared into the eyes of the one that I called God
And asked the question, for which there was no response
But I was not left wanting; hollow
I was left, with nothing
Give me a noose, and I'll show you just what it's for
Give me a bullet and you'll see how clouds are born
Jeg har forsvunnet inn i hodet mitt
Jeg har forsvunnet inn i Gud
Jeg har forsvunnet inn i skyene
Sannheten er ingenting
Gud er ingenting
Jeg er ingenting
Jeg er sannheten
Jeg er Gud
Jeg er ingenting
Jeg har blitt Gud
Jeg har blitt ingenting
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