1. |
The Distances of Time
04:23
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and in my arms I saw you fall
like a shining light
the blood came out of your pores
but I just wanted to see you by my side
and inexplicably I would never understand it again
I avoided everything that would come out in your crying
but please don't misunderstand my hate
with this possible agony
only
the glow from above
radiates in the fire
that does not give to being
I will admire
the distances of
time
you
that you witness the sun
answer my soul
with such devotion
damn illusion
you
only you
you
fleeting death rattle
burned by the sun
answer my soul
and although in my arms I saw you fall
like a shining light
the blood stained my hands
but I just longed so much for the glow
and inexplicably I would never understand it again
I avoided everything that would come out in your crying.
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2. |
Shadows of Sleeping Sun
06:50
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shadows of sleeping sun
hidden will to destiny
contrasts of life and death
give him the tender breath
to be able to admire
doped by desire and pleasure
where is the trace
of that being
and although like an ineherent being
full of wounds
only fire light would give you
not being able to isolate
to release your souls
subject to that land
a hurtful lair
egregor smith
you will start the fire
a bastion of attachments
will disturb the peace
augur my hand between your skin
I will ignore
the desires of your being
and twisted between
graves
tears
dying
they will boast of lust
and they will dance in the dark
alone
she is always alone
alone
admiring the waves
alone....
she is always alone
shadows of a disastrous being
hidden will to destiny
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3. |
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path forged between roses
barefoot makes his way
like a gloomy and tenuous dream
is the walk of being
the judge is asleep
wake up be faithful
and peel off your skin
I am a walking dog
in my own exile
I wake up impassive
and open your insides
I full of hell
damn him
overflowing misfortune
faith corrodes the being
a stigma for
fire to the martyr of that
with the dagger my luck
detach the assets
despicable, die,
fake ran away
here I bring the hostile
of a sinister frenzy
I am a walking dog
in my own exile
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4. |
Towards the Sky
06:51
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joining their hands
asking for nothing
with faith you begged him
the last luck
admire the graves
its tragic hours
this is the will
from fire to existence
immutable calm of fleeting spirit
my shadow will invoke
the blood of the damned being
immutable calm of a biting spirit
and will hold truth
I would wield it towards the sky
gloomy banners
of fire
condemned
his existence
the Omen
of repulsion
to you
damned
be
and
impregnate
the altar
when blinding
maim
his vision
it will be abstraction
out of devotion
his curse
it will be splendor
of self-denial
vile sensation
moving his hands
urging on nothing
with faith you begged him
the perfect and fatuous
and look into the void
to regret
this is the will
from fire to existence
immutable calm of fleeting spirit
my shadow will invoke
the blood of the damned being
immutable calm of a biting spirit
and sore
you will find the wound
condemned
his existence
the Omen
of repulsion
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5. |
Idyll
07:07
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while sighing
along with our walk
following the wind
know where I'm going
play sad goodbye
and a sacrifice
they burn insane stories
and give up
subject to that sweet skin
sigh in idyll
my abstracted self
to the thinker
which to crimson
live from a fire
to transmit
today the nectar springs
with so much glory
fatigue implies
break honor
reapers of
destination
that plow the path
sacrifice is the
sanguineous
meeting
that issues
the success
ahh
listen to the tragic hours
to
walk
before
the glory
and eradicate
your
holy scum
rrrrrr
they burn insane stories
and give up
subject to that sweet skin
and all the time it continues
full of sad pleasure
of the mysterious
play
when suffering
before the glory
and eradicate
your holy scum
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6. |
A Glow Without a Color
06:40
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strand
of pale dream
struggle
the fair and sincere
force to give light
to sad chimeras
carrying the lute
with the fullness
sitting between valleys
with fake crystals
sprouted in deserts
of dead cries
touch the coffin
breaking a cross
invades the fatwa
glory that snatches
another light
fixed in the sun
real passion
vile splendor
a glow
without a color
founded his being
with bad mood
at
black fall
from
clouds go
judging
by fire
tender
solitude
wild radiance
far away the light
decline
leave it alone
to sigh
although nocturnal
be the reproach
sad goodbye
for the glare
next to the horror
to be awake
strand
of pale dream
struggle
the fair and sincere
force to give light
to sad chimeras
carrying the lute
with the fullness
sitting between valleys
with fake crystals
sprouted in deserts
of dead cries
touch the coffin
breaking a cross
invades the fatwa
glory that snatches
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