Scarred Glass
The lamp that burns with affection, I bleed by self infliction - My mission not to obtain a stone on mars, the reason unknown rocks even the dust on Venus - Complimentory to solaris which features by night in the sky - Display the story of the way we will die -
The wick holds the flame to the candle, the hive which wax far too many cracks - Broken with love, one thousand slivers of scarred glass - So our life flickers, to be extinguished by the breath - Which is held by death - In her hands, seven to the billion, lost souls - To the destruction caused, seven billion, too many -
Whom will be sold, to the warmth which heats the cold
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I Bleed Alone
Death has a screw, dead to the driver buried deep inside my head - Who to the witch which witch which, the twigs are the one to switch my twitch in one stitch - Sense i make not for your mind to riddle, do you play the flute as the rat which died by a lonesome fiddle - I cast stone to be grated by the graves tomb, not to what you read as lies by your weak mind to assume - Catch your fish by the bait tended for fools, deep in the ocean shallow salt to be the greatest of tools - Seen what you saw by the tears in your eyes, dawn breaks by day as the welcome to my goodbyes - I bleed for noone, i bleed alone - Inside my blood i bleed by bones
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Echo Of White
By the forces of nature, the spin to a turn, the approach of the seasons - The leaves which falls, the symbol, signal a wink towards winter - Prepare the cold for a blanket of snow, sold to be told for no reason - The spice created by the chill in the air, the aroma of log fires which is a count for the warmth of care - Why accept the way of the world when dead trees are not even for you to take for the price, named free as the bees - Believes have to be proven, your mind is the deceiver - What is the truth in fake when a dream in the night, shines so real, the bright in your eyes lights your sight - Black colors the echo of white
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Karera
I will be your walk, if you by chance have the warmth to a fold - Inside the cold where ice is my love, i cannot have more, even less - What is ness to happy, by the end of the source, will i be part of the blessed - Untamed to be a spirit free, Untamed to see - Spined by marrow, i am not stoned to the bone - Bleeding to reach, sanctuary, the kind which is hidden away, Vibrations formed inside the aura of Karera, saturated with energy, cannot to be displayed. Violence never ruled the land, fear of turmoil, rained deserts of sands - Oasis by which you find, life beyond the signs of time - Signatures of the living Resumes to live in the dead.
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Power Of Dawn
I feel emotionless, due to the corrosion of love to the beat of my heart - Peace is marked by dove of white, war rains first, the battleground fierce to be bloodied - The symbols of truth is never sane, iron is steel stolen from the mountains - I believe there hides good to be seen, the fountain which springs to life is never clean, not even ice as sow to white - You read the lies printed by jokers, they are the kings while the dead poor dreams only broker - All the words in the universe can never break, the power of dawn - My world is littered with glass, we can never save which forever means last - When your soul is moulded instead of cast
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My Flies
An aura so transparant, phosphor light by sulpher - A sphere so square to the hate i bare, my share to fair, unknown - My crosses are carried by my shoulders, cracked by the weight of agony - My eyes produce the sight next to fear, the sand to sleep covers most of my useless tears - A heart torn, the veins thorned by pain - A mind blown by demons, created over time, by a brain addicted to insane - Memories of the dark flames my violent past, infected by a soul so explosive, an angels corrosion - Combat against the immortals to their graves, switching what is left to inherit the lostfull place, with no sun, only cries - I become one with my flies
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Own hate - hate growN
Spasms of freedom, build into a gun - Fighting for the land belonging to your father, and his fathers father, yet killed when the field was seized - Daughters without fathers, sons with far less brothers, debt by death to the dictators - The rulers of decay, their way, they know only one way - The war brought forth, the one too civil, against the people of your country - Own hate, hate growN - The land, by which you are to weak, alone to stand - The have to believe, by the suffering of the innocent, the sadness in sorrow, is peace - By the driven machine, the slaughter house of death, the king of war - Victory By The Blood On Your Hands.
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Seven
The sin in my guilt -
Build through the years in my mind -
Reflects the castle when i stare inside the mirror -
I was consumed by infliction,
I hurt to find, the love in pain -
Why am i surrounded by clouds -
Through the thunder -
Light is kind to static, inside my brain -
The strikes filled to the end, by sorrow as a positive -
Sedative is too negative -
The sun is shining, blue clear colour the sky -
Why the wonder to be born -
them to perform my part, in the theatre of death -
What is special and who becomes the saint -
When you die, how far do you have to dive -
To what depth before you touch down in heaven -
Splintered by the rusted seven
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No Hero
By the blink of an eye, by the wink from the sun in the sky, so i kiss my wishes, bye bye - The moon can never tell, when the time is noon, silver shining cedar spoons - I have lost the door which unlocks my room, where i spade with less than a witch riding her broom - Why fear the unseen, i am happy to be sad, where have you been, does that mean i was bad - My flower is a tree, i am blind as a spider, with multiple eyes i refuse to see, the mirror is me - I am webbed and confused, i am about to be clouded - I have faked the lock to my gate, there is no key to unlock my fate - I am no hero, twice the zero, which creates the circles 2 ring the eight
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Satisfaction
The mirror which talks, do so in one way, never the more, never the less, with one say -
The truth is projected, you are afraid but only your shadow stalks, only when you decides to walk - What is withdrawn to only stare, the cracks are allowed to be the age, beauty will forever be displayed by your face -
Sorry worries of your time measured to the age, you were told, you refuse to accept, we all have to become old -
You can stay the beautifully women which you are, look and believe when you stare to the sky -
Sometimes, sexy is sexy, when experience with love, forms the sensuality progressed to breed by perfection inside attraction -
Salute Satisfaction
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