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Roots
08:03
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Lilac scent on rundown lands
abducts my senses and ties my hands.
Deep in my mind – nostalgia.
I fear those voices, I have otalgia.
Your reckless roots strangle my neck.
I am out of breath. I can’t fight back.
With closest view on barley’s fields
My wounds are bleeding. They’ve never healed.
And memories will pierce my heart,
they chase me back, the curdle my blood.
In second’s fly appeared new shoots
on my forlorn-forlorn roots.
Scream. Louder! Until your pain’s erased!
Scream! Louder! Out of shadows you’ve raised!
Your reckless roots strangle my neck.
I am out of breath. I can’t fight back.
With closest view on barley’s fields
My wounds are bleeding. They’ve never healed!
They have healed! They will never heal!
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Ephemeral
08:55
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Our traces vanish in darkest hours
No rain will weep on our grave.
Our bones are weak and sins are heavy.
We hide ourselves in far-off caves.
We live, we die, we fetch our dreams
In restless hurry despite of tears
We break the bonds and ruin our lives
without notice, without any strives.
In silhouettes of our shades,
we hide our pain and traits we hate!
We couldn’t shout, our mouth was sealed.
Our lives are gone, our stories unrevealed.
With every breath our light is waning.
We saw ancestors sail away.
At fastest pace new worlds we raided
and beloved people we betrayed.
Where is this aim we searched in darkness?
Why do we feed illusive fates?
When our years fade in seconds
like our bodies we desecrate.
Our heart had broken into pieces
by a mental anguish we were hurt.
A life infested with diseases
is sometimes a burden we deserve.
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Alive
06:51
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Forced to be born, forced to live and strive,
I am alone, a convict of this life.
Rotten four walls are driving me mad
Each day my mind recalls i would rather have never had.
It easy to forget my wretched existence
when i am out of my head and don’t make resistance.
So much pressure!
And so many lies!
are in this fool's paradise.
Poison flows through my veins,
it is straight in my blood
I don’t care for the reckless pain
that kills me when its out.
We all die and we all perish.
I won't waste my time for aims
I can never reach cause they will vanish
Like myself for i am in vain.
So much pressure!
And so many lies!
are in this fool's paradise.
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Sinner
07:47
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Tumbrel with dozens of dirty poor souls
is convoyed by hunters and followed by moles.
It carries heavy burden of human hearts,
which’re beating and sinking the moment their trial starts.
Rumbles got silent. strange flags are in direct sight.
And water's turned red. The blood was spilled last night.
Humans are hustling restless around the cage.
Their master is coming to show the world his rage – of this dark age.
His face exposes bleeding heavy sores
And eyes are empty; he takes what’s his with force.
One nod, one gesture – the smoke is rising high
And screams and prayers will never reach His mind.
He is the sinner, the thief of creatures lives.
The sight is turned dark, your will is paralized.
He is out for blood, he starves without tortures.
Opressor and tyrant, he loves the men he slaughtered.
He is a showman, he is a psycopath.
So fear his rage and even more – his mercy.
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Øn Dresden, Germany
25.01.2025 Club from Hell
with Häxenzijrkell, Drengskapur, Moor, Schattenfang:
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