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What Lies Beneath
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instrumental
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I keep waiting in the dark for someone to come and save me
Darkness gives way to the glaring light of dawn
I struggle to find myself and understand my existence
Falling from on high, drowning in sorrow
At the bottom of the dark sea
When the world fades to gray
The imprint of what I had will always remain in me
All human beings are born alone, and will die a solitary death
Nothing more than an illusion left in the back of my mind
When I wonder what my honor is
Thousands of waves bring unknown voices
When I wonder what my honor is
The answer has no place
Look not into their black eyes
The sun is in my black eyes
All I hear is the crowd's screams
A void inside now filled
You should stop pretending to be something you're not
Who will you follow when the world fades to the gray?
And now...
Shifting the black for the white
At the bottom of the dark sea
When the world fades to gray
The imprint of what I had will always remain in me
All human beings are born alone, and will die a solitary death
Nothing more than an illusion left in the back of my mind
Left in the stygian dark, wrapped in oblivion's light
Thousands of voices bring certain mirrors
Despair is not the outcome of this devastating experience
I was once proud I held that old fire inside, but where has it gone?
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Staring back I find myself alone
Retreat to myself, blind to what's become
Obviously I'm suffering in vain
That issues from this throbbing brain
Displaced by society and molded by lies
So ignore what others say I chose this life
I put the weight of the world on myself
How does it help to invite healing by calling profound mental unbalance
Locked in the prison I myself created, primal urges will come around
Perception is meaningless when judgment is a greater virtue
And when there's nothing left to lose it doesn't matter what I choose
If one can have faith in something, it will become the last hope
That lies of fools keep me complacent and apathetic
Somehow I still feel so broken at the sight of myself at the edge
Regret is calling out to me, and I'm tired of answering that
All I want is a place to hide, knowing that will pave the way
Not even virtue’s self can bring, unto my moody spirit, rest
Nothing is more painful than when what I'm doing doesn't serve my ends
Misinterpretation and its glorification are away from the reality of this mindless life
Those who join morality are temporary victors, but they're eternal losers - Ambivalent!
Those who follow nature are temporary losers, but they're eternal victors - Ambivalent!
That lies of fools keep me complacent and apathetic
My problem was the lack of purpose of what to suffer for
That lies of fools keep me complacent and apathetic
There is no bridge that can be built from person to person
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Beginnings and Endings
03:28
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Two opposing wills conflicting inside
Silence validates my concealed cruel side
I am the king of an inner world defiled
Battle rages, the wills abide no peace
Yet both are me, together they coincide
One is light, but the other is dark and wild
Loneliness grows, my only vanity
Symbol of a dark age, silently enduring the night
Golden phoenix flies eternal, time it's only flight
Transcending ephemeral reality, beauty revealed
My confusion turns to light, a transformed emotion field
Of beginnings that follow the endings
Life's paradoxes, perplexing and never-ending
If the world indulges in wickedness and hate
I'll sink deeper into my innermost state
The worst emotions of this world are noble and without equal
Amidst that chaos, a glimmer of hope prevails
A light in the darkness a beacon that never fails
In the solace of one's thoughts, in the midst of night's gloom, the mind's eye strays
To the depths of darkness, where fears and doubts amaze
Like tendrils of smoke, they curl and twist and entwine suffocating
The fire that consumes me, destroying my being
Repelling, yet never fully rejecting me
I seek redemption, stay in the labyrinth of my mind
Trapped in a dreamlike state, where time slips away and all runs dire
The hollow space will not leave me be, the immortal is perishable
The euphoric rapture of complete annihilation
In the midst of chaos, the mind finds tranquility
After transgressing, my conscience gains lucidity
The unease I feel is not due to a scarcity
No guilt's burden to hold me down, no more flames to be burned
Two opposing forces begin to intertwine, my inner world and outer world collide and entwine
The meaningless scenery, a barren expanse I roam
Whispers of desolation echo through my mind In this silent chaos
I strive to find purpose through my being
Amidst the hollow abyss to transcend the emptiness, and find eternal bliss
The vacant landscape mocks, a reflection of my plight
In this realm of emptiness, I yearn for respite
The weight of meaninglessness, a burden hard to bear
A lost soul adrift in the void, devoid of all meaning
Fragments of hope shattered, no redemption in sight
The abyss swallows me whole, eternal darkness ignites
May darkness be my solace, in its embrace I dwell
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When shackles fall, expression finds its flight
No limits to thoughts, in freedom's purest light
The horde, with blinded aggression, takes its stand
And drowns the world in the mainstream's bleak command
Fear not the roles that each must wear
But dread the disunity we're forced to bear
The dagger of self-hatred finds its path
The jesters' amusement, the world's aftermath
In the realm where liberty finds its voice
Assimilating with the masses, a conscious choice
In this symphony of minds, individuality's plight
Lost amidst the masses, concealed from sight
A cryptic force distorts the senses' gaze
Nullifying existence, a philosophical haze
Within life's masquerade, doubts arise
And purposeless thoughts flow, concealed from prying eyes
“BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU”
In pain's crucible, wisdom begins to ignite
Alone in the chamber, thoughts taking flight
A phantom's lament, truth spoken in solitude's grasp
Humanity's legacy upheld, in sanity's clasp
Within minds, controlled lunacy must abide
Sanity defies statistics, a truth to confide
A delicate balance, this intricate dance we tread
Statistics fail to capture what the mind has bred
Fear, relentless, of others' scrutinizing gaze
Yearning for acceptance, lost in its maze
A cryptic force distorts the senses' gaze
Nullifying existence, a philosophical haze
Within life's masquerade, doubts arise
And purposeless thoughts flow, concealed from prying eyes
“BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU”
All our self-centered eyes were trained
Accusing others, our own egos restrained
Memories fade, dehumanized, they seem
In this distorted realm, a fragmented dream
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instrumental
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Delving into ethics, our moral minds entwine
Contemplating virtues, questions unfurl like tendrils of the light
As we seek to decipher our existential plight
Emerging from the depths of introspection, we arise
Be egotistical, no need for accolades to define our worth
Embrace our path ahead
In the depths of introspection
Navigating illusions, through self-validation
Unburdened by the judgment of the hour
Kill yourself by unleashing chaos in the wake of others' fate
In the depths of despair, a shift takes hold
The soul's resilience, an unfolding story untold
Conscience whispers softly to the heart
A yearning to die, a brand new start
In the wake of fate, a revelation dawns
The impact we leave, like celestial pawns
You should forget the favor you owe others
Liberation from ties that suffocate and smother
Releasing our sins, just like dandelion seeds
Watch them float away, where dreams are born from deeds
In the tapestry of life, woven with threads unseen …
Fraternity, a veil of socializing
Sentimentalism: Gentle and Mesmerizing
Beneath the surface, a deeper game unfolds
Favors exchanged, each motive secretly holds
Cast off the shackles of hollow charity's sway
For in the crucible of risk, we find our way, where truth holds sway
Refrain from atoning for deeds not your own
For it's not a frailty, but a gateway shown
To assume one's own burden, a testament of grace
In the face of adversity, life's intricate space
Take pleasure in their pain, our resilience shall sustain
For we are all strong enough to receive pleasure
In their miseries we find solace, let empathy preside
Living joyfully, against societal beliefs and spirits amplified
Fabricate the grandest lies, in the art of deception
For the more authentic the falsehood we weave
The more enchanting it becomes, you'll perceive
Only through harsh reality's blow, do we grasp what's right those who lay bare
In this theater of dreams, uncertainty prevails
As shattered illusions set rage ablaze
Torment the weak who exploit their weakness to obtain sympathy and empathy
Decadent attitude that even the strong are to blame
No amount of sarcasm can awaken the pitiful's shame
In the tapestry of life, woven with threads unseen …
Quell the flames of desire, extinguish their light
In human conflicts, the passionless take flight
For what they sought, once obtained, loses its allure
Leaving them empty-handed, craving something pure
No true state, neither smart nor fool
Safety eludes, morality's basis fragile, in reality's obscurity
Shun the wisdom gleaned from mere conformity
For followers' ways won't lead to clarity
Modern thoughts thrive when the will to forge anew
Breaks free from old orders, creating vistas true
Delving into ethics, our moral minds entwine, contemplating virtues
Questions unfurl like tendrils of the light
As we seek to decipher our existential plight
Emerging from the depths of introspection, we fall, we fall, we fall
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Amidst the seas of broken dreams thought without thought towards an instilled purpose
Staring into the void inside my own head
My soul shrinks like an atom wandering through an infinite void
Living in a reverent mind, the division between realities
Existing beneath a transformed guise I'm solitary, torn by past deceptions that still rend me apart
The existence of contradictions is a paradox and cannot be established
A misinterpretation and its glorification knowing this will pave the way
I want to be infinity without the fear of madness and existential survival
The brain marrow strives to keep the brain marrow's own functions unknown to the brain marrow itself
The endless hell of self-oblivion that is attacking me, veiled by numbness
The latent genetic psychology that lies deep within the human psyche
Am I in the human world, or have I come to the underworld to be condemned?
A world where the light of benevolence and compassion, the searchlight of justice and reason does not shine
Modern culture that only drowns out the light of the moon and the sun, shrouded in darkness
The mind feels as if its entire body is embedded in a falling block of questioning ice
Am I in the human world, or have I come to the underworld to be condemned?
A world where the light of benevolence and compassion, the searchlight of justice and reason does not shine
Modern culture that only drowns out the light of the moon and the sun, shrouded in darkness
The image of my shallow self as a sinner that remains in the mirror of memory cannot be erased forever
Human's dreams are the unique art of the cell, in which the cell itself, the protagonist of the dream, combines, without logic or reason, a group of symbolic figures, memories of objects, hallucinations, and random thoughts that symbolize moods and feelings
The privilege to obey, designed in my mind and body separated in an alternate reality
Fragment of the whole ingrained indiscriminate genetic function
Seeing glimpses of you, haunted and ephemeral, a memory that lingers
Estimating the innumerable, immeasurable ruins that remain
Living in a reverent mind, the division between realities
Existing beneath a transformed guise I'm solitary, torn by past deceptions that still rend me apart
I want to be infinity without the fear of madness and existential survival
The brain marrow strives to keep the brain marrow's own functions unknown to the brain marrow itself
Entangling me with inexplicable cause and effect, absorbed into a vortex of inexplicable destiny
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Only sadness and foglike shadows howling a path
I've lost sight of the sanity that once comforted me
How I long for the end of it all, the day of my demise
Drifting through this pointless existence have I lost all sanity
An instinct of self-preservation governs me when the crisis now arrives, but all I have is this premonition that makes my ego grow far beyond what's required
Withhold all thoughts of dismay that scar the soul
Inhuman perversions and this lust towards torment
A black liquid was seeping from my numbed mouth
Desecrator of morality and alterator of perception
I don't cling to life 'cause I'm alive, I cling for it 'cause I'm too dead to face the fear of new death
Possessed by the morbid irrational fears, this everquestionning process injected in the primal disharmony
If I was to take that last breath of mine soon
As long as I can still grab a breath, I will fight what life brings
But I saw no Gods, We are all sinful
Underneath the crust of our static observations of a whole called reality, the strive for transcendental meaning breaks down when metaphysical ideas conflict, boundaries faded as the guilt abated
The lesser evil in the quest for vindication
I’m not afraid of the fall if it was meant to be
Embodied in an attempt to drown the pain that abounds
I deserve to be buried underneath blacker skies
An instinct of self-preservation governs me when the crisis now arrives, but all I have is this premonition that makes my ego grow far beyond what's required
I've seen it all and there's nothing left
The confines of the nature of mankind’s existence
A glimpse at immortality, through blind eyes
Basking in the glory and sublimity of mercy
I don't cling to life 'cause I'm alive, I cling for it 'cause I'm too dead to face the fear of new death
Possessed by the morbid irrational fears, this everquestionning process injected in the primal disharmony
I have no right to claim morality as my creation
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Words are disappearing from our finite world
When we bereft words, subsistence will be tinguished
From the age of signified to the age of signifier
Reality itself becomes a falsehood
The mordant humor of this absurdity is that I am irrationally rational
Some obscure discourses give the impression that this is just an experience similar to a revelation
Onomatomania and Desiderium
Clutching at embittered straws again when logic ceased to breathe
Ambisinistrous or Ambidextrous
I'll put lipstick on that afterimage before she disappears
Hanging on to what is left, the remainder of our lives
All that noise has disappeared, beyond the haze and fog
Without language, thought is a vague, uncharted nebula, here are no pre-existing ideas
Twisting instincts into primitive communication, life collides with life while synapses scream in agony
Benedicence and Hiraeth
I've gone to the end of the world on the wings of words
Felicificability and Alveary
Whether or not the soul has already left the vessel
For every falsehood that’s trying to perpetuate
The inability to trust anything to the distant future
Benedicence and Hiraeth
Consign to oblivion the changing of seasons
Ambisinistrous and Ambidextrous
Staring past the horizon, at the void which is my past
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【Somnium de Lycoris】
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