1. |
Aerial
05:04
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Instrumental Track
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2. |
Prism
04:52
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Reflections are never true
Warping the picture you thought you knew
Existence proves itself to be
Ever fluid, shifting on
To find a place amongst the din
A rarity
To make some sense of the discord
Seek to be
The light you wish to see
Giving way
To a luminous sight
Altering rigid boundaries
To float inside
Uncover the path
Breaking the chains that held you back
Free to drift
Upheld in more than this
A place to rest
A window displays the nothingness
Imagine bliss
Dive into the abyss
Piercing rays
Permeate this house of glass
This house of glass
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3. |
New Reality
04:03
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Locate your breath,
That's where you'll find me.
Now close your eyes,
and feel the colours of energy.
Once you realise that a ripple can manipulate a tide,
You will learn to grow.
Keep your dreams alive, they have more worth than you,
Could ever know.
When the dreams indulge,
In lucidity,
We'll walk the path to harmony.
Meet me in the sewing room,
and we'll stitch together,
a new reality.
The waves within us display our visions
We shall not ignore the signs anymore
Just let the flame take you away to roads untravelled
Where we can experience
Locate your breath
That's where you'll find me
Now close your eyes
And feel the colours of energy
Once you realise that a ripple can manipulate a tide,
You will learn to grow
Keep your dreams alive, they have more worth than you.
Could ever know.
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4. |
Jehovah
04:55
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Dissonance of your self-righteousness
Is obsolete to your erroneous assumptions
Washing away
The guilt you take is creating holy war
Exasperating via division of the ones, your messiah created.
All the carcasses of human flesh,
Won’t take you to the light.
Your vague perceptions of mortality
Your vague perception reality, and your sacrifices go in vain.
You’re a burden to your so called faith
and your barbaric roots will make you rot.
Loyalty to that energy that you’ve made your king
You hear the voices of showmen with bling.
And the torment you thought as a gift from him
You suffered in this paradise which was an abyss.
Your vague perception of mortality
Your opinions on the society
Your acts of aggression created
The sole act of brutality
This desolation you created subconsciously
Because of the viewpoints of the majority who kill for power and rule for the devil but were masqueraders acting as they were the grace.
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5. |
Atlantis
04:00
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6. |
Daisy World
02:54
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// Don't look at me, when did everything fall apart? Broken eyes, broken lies distorted melodies, In the back of my mind //
Your Soul,
Is taking over me.
// Do you remember? Do you remember the things you said //
Like the ember that turns ashes into dust.
Separate the tides and tell me what you're seeking.
A hopeless design for your deconstruction?
Forlorn and Faceless you will float into the clouds to fall again.
// Look at me, I remember when days fell apart, open eyes, open lies, conspicuous melodies.... //
So Far, you've seen, another fortified release of his temper raging, over and over.
//Separate the tides and tell me what you're seeking.
A hope for your deconstruction?
See his eyes, sodomize and critisize your decisions.
Never lie, to satisfy, or rearrange.
Your heart's complexion.
Teething bites are lullabies //
You're living in a Daisy World
(Pull apart what's underneath,
You'll find another way to let go)
I'm trapped here with your severed hope
(It's possible we'll never win this fight.)
So stay.
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7. |
Reclamation
04:18
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Your home,
Is turning into a desolated paradise.
You fall away, dream astray into the night.
You ran away, to this place you called "home".
Stay,
Chasing.
Our hearts,
Are changing.
The light,
Is making me call you.
(Where do we draw the line?)
Nothing remains
After the massacre
That we humans create
We become the burning reason
For every motherfucking thing
Who said it ain't our fault?
We started it. Now it's our turn to end it.
This continuous wave of bullshit needs to be contained.
Tell me why we cannot reason?
All of us turn to dust
You can not breathe at all
(The walls are gone)
When will we begin to see
That we're the cause of our misery?
The wounds we inflict don't just bleed,
You're flesh falls apart (it starts to reek)
Like a penny, you're two faced and worthless.
(You murder both) your parents and plead that you were an orphan
Our actions defy our words and then we blame the fucking world.
(Where do we draw the line, and how do we pick a side?)
We form an orderly queue, and trip on multiple knives, multiple times
Materialising in the womb
Meaningfully guided away from all of the noise
Technological marvels, they exist because we build them with our own hands
And then we use the same hands that we could've changed the world with to pen our own last rites.
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8. |
Cipher
05:00
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Beneath,
The echoes.
Lies,
A Grave.
It's a compromise,
To believe, in the two hearts that are beating.
There's one I cannot fight,
And the other one I believe in.
The sun it doesn't shine,
On my kingdom, the shadows are creeping.
Oh god, of the sea.
Your blessed curse,
a cipher for my end.
It's an illusion,
that's clawing at my neck.
You cursed her,
To lust for eternity!
We're lost and grieved
I cannot wait another day
For me to call you "mine"
A wooden contraption,
For her sinful perversion,
Built by hands of defiance that,
Pull you.
Paciphaë,
Your seamless allure could
Emancipate,
The quest that I have beseeched,
To summon another beast
Now we're glistening.
The forger of this belief,
Will take him down to
His sacrificial end.
What if I could've seen,
The darkness it wouldn't deceive
I've plundered and teased,
Eradicated the seed
Follow and feel,
It's just an illusion.
That defies sanity.
You are, a fable for the times.
I know and feel, you can't be alone.
A wooden contraption, for her sinful perversion,
Built by the hands of defiance that, pull you.
A sullen confession,
Tucked away in lies.
Paciphaë
You seamless allure could,
Emancipate.
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9. |
Elements
06:24
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10. |
Nebulous
06:57
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