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Light Creations
02:38
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Mirror breaks on my face
Darkness broken by a beam
Reveal sign of an eye
Above the painted sea
White-like light
What a dream in a dream
Closed theatres and
Actors ghosts on the scene
Reflections of light creations
Cold and white like snowflakes
And his name is a nameless illusion
Remains of glass in my face
sleeping in the glacier
frozen in the madness
open gateless gate through the darkless darkness
in my dreams
they have no mouths but howl to me
while I can't hear the voice from me
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Like Drones
03:33
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Watching lands covered in mud
Supposed to be milk and honey
My hands in honey-sticky like glue
My hands are tentacles reaching out to you
This is the last one to fall down
This is the last one
This is the last one to bow down
Before my throne and under my crown
Whole new body of work!
Been there done that!
The dream was shot!
I'm better off without!
Come on and fill my hand with your
Come on and fill my hand with your honey
Fill my hand with your sticky gold
Pretend you are sick
Let your blood stain the floor
Men in white never say a word
Words of the sick one shall stay unheard
Who left the blood on the carosene?!
There's no one to stand up for me!
Should I fight or should I fall!?
Bodies fall on to the wall!
Come on and fill my hand with your
Come on and fill my hand with your honey
I want your honey, I want your gold
Your glorious filth, your glittering mould
Fill my hand with your...
Fill my hand with your...
Come on and fill my hands
Oh, sometimes man's gotta cry
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Bad Money
03:06
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I need somebody
With apparent body
Sure you got it honey
Strike the moon down
Bring the bad money
The blank sink stinks
The penance begins
for you
Endless highway that you drive
and your wheels are fueled with lies
Silent ghosts
Fear of words
Apple always
Brings discord
I need somebody
With apparent body
Sure you got it honey
Strike the moon down
Bring the bad money
Trick the tornado
Take the bad look
with you
Fool night around
Mess your mind up
Scratch your brains out
Truth or dare
Stars may stare
Angry sky
I'm sure to die
I need somebody
With apparent body
Sure you got it honey
Strike the moon down
Bring the bad money
Chain your mind
Tear your soul
in house of all filled with tears
Devil shall be only guest
and sleep will follow him
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4. |
I Decline
02:23
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Clouds of dawn cumulate my fire
I gotta killers mind, but heart is tired
Night of the hunter, bring down the rain
I'm the last the first was Cain
Angel skies, flood of lies, finally failed to transgress
All I have is my power of worthlessness
In a world of hate suffering seems fine
as I decline
Viper tongues taste tears like wine
as I decline
Who still believes in immortal soul
Anything beyond this mortal coil
To live is to fall, to live is to sin
We're all tainted and the devil's within
Angel skies, flood of lies, finally failed to transgress
All I have is my power of worthlessness
In a world of hate suffering seems fine
as I decline
Viper tongues taste tears like wine
as I decline
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Hate Creates
04:35
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Waiting in the forest in thoughts dressed all black like her soul
Tomorrow comes on trails of fire this is all she knows
Dream baby Dream on
Hate flows through your heart as the morning comes
Eyes all in tears, hidden in shades
Soul torn apart by love, that love which hate creates
Fear and anger come in many ways
Crawling like spiders through the timeless space
When last of the lights fade in the dark
You pray for a one single spark
Do everything wrong if can't do it right
Something immortal is dying tonight
Triangles in your hair
Pull up these shades
God exists because hate creates
Dream baby Dream on
spirit of hate brings fire and tears, rips apart hearts, destroys all that lives
They always say that true love waits
Love is the feeling that hate creates
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Blue Emperor
08:50
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I made my bed
Put to sleep the universe
I drew my wife smile
As the constellation of the stars
There is no man to sense what has come
Now I paint
Now i dictate how long is the night
and it's a painting without frame
Like the days that made us die
day by day
Smaller than a grain of sand
Swirling in an hourglass
that only I can twist
I recall what I've promissed myself
when all work here is done
I will drag out my eye
Where all the memory will be shut
all the grime locked in the fruit of I
I remember my decline
I remember what they've done to me
and how I fell on land of mud
Being a part of their mind
Like a tornado, turned back what was away
as I create
This pain is useful today
as I create
as I wear electric crown
as I rule on my blue throne
My new words are new fair order
and my blood drops are new planets
the black river, mother's water
as the mother of new earth
Whoever creates, demands destruction
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Nameless Creations Warsaw, Poland
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We pray on fire as we dance on the razor's edge
we dare you to be real and to accept the gift of sin
we see clearly with our diamond eyes
we are nameless in name and wicked in blood
we are with you in the darkness waiting
we always want more
we are nameless creations
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